For over 22 years for work I've driven I-55 back and forth to Springfield many, many times. An abandoned farmstead near old Route 66 has captivated me. When the weather and conditions are right, I'll pull over for an image. Here's my earliest with a digital camera. The front porch had recently fallen off the front of the home, and the barn, shed, crib, windmill and other outbuildings were showing their age.
The summer storm clouds over the farmland can create a great show.
By 2010, the farmhouse had collapsed and the barn was on its way.
Some of the windmill and shed are all that are left as I went by this week.
The shed continues to shed its skin and lean more toward collapse.