Champaign, Illinois houses one of the largest universities in the country.. one that my sister was smart enough to graduate from a few days ago. Like many campuses in the corn belt, things become almost unrecognizable a few miles off campus in any direction. My brother and I love going out to visit this place, not just to see our beloved sister, but to explore the netherworld outside of Champaign.
Days gone bye
Out to the woodshed
Loved that the lawn was still freshly mowed
These enormous silos hold the grain feed that is harvested every fall. They’re all situated next to the freight lines for easy pickup. For most of the year, they sit dormant, empty and unloved (save the passing Noo Yawkas that find them novel)
Waiting for the tide
The only thing blowing this fan were the swirling winds outside
It was cool running down some of these long roads
Not all the places we found were benign. One farmhouse we happened upon didn’t seem empty. As soon as we walked in, it felt as though something was at our backs. Orbs showed up in pictures, my brother heard footsteps following him up the stairs and this mummified cat cowered in its death throes
The house also had weird trinkets left hanging around
Clothes were still on their hangers in the closets. We found a newspaper dating from 1980 in the basement so it’s been uninhabited for at least that long.
Well, somewhat uninhabited..
You’ve got some ‘splaining to do
What’s the frequency