I was amazed too.
I like them (old building that is, not architectural historians), best when they haven't been all fru frued up.You know, sort of raw and lived in and leaning, preferable to the left but I'll take them leaning to the right also. Doors falling off, windows missing, grass growing on the roof, maybe a tree or two through the porch, you know dilapidated. JR and I tease ourselves that this is all we could afford. Which is sort of true but then we wouldn't want it any other way.
I go out of my way to find these little gems. On a recent trip to Austin I decided to give myself some extra time to meander the back roads. In doing so I came across what once was the small town of West Point. Okay, maybe it still is a town but from what I could see it is not what one would call thriving. At its zenith it boasted 300 people, four stores, two physicians, three hotels, two blacksmith shops, two cotton gins, a molasses press, and a cannery, according to the Handbook of Texas Online.
Here are some of my favorite photos of the town.
Not actually sure what these two buildings were in their former life but I lean towards a blacksmith and a store.
Here is what I would think was one of the stores is town.
We all can see what this was. It was the drug store. What I wouldn't give to have that sign but it is better whee it is.
And, my favorite:
The old school house.
Isn't it the best?
It has some of that southwest/alamo charm to it.
And, the windows on either side of the archway call to me. I love them so. The detailing is wonderful.
Someone is keeping hay in it now.
I'm thinking that this photo will become a painting in the future.
I braved a barking quasi mean looking dog to get this photo. If it wasn't for the dog I would have just let myself in the front door to have a little look around; braving all manner of critters. What I won't do for this hobby of mine. Sheesh!
There you go, a little trip through the remnants of a turn of the 20th century town in Texas.