Secret world, no camera...

Now that all but the yelling is over regarding the Cubs season, I will reluctantly switch the meaning of this "blog" or whatever it is to my own little journal of random crapola. If it should survive to next season, the random crapola will be once again changed back to Cubby crapola, rest assured.
Based on the events of the last few week, I am seriously considering carrying a 35mm camera with me everywhere now. It seems that everywhere I turn lately I blunder into another hidden world right in the middle of civilization. Last week it was a burned down farm house and great big rotting barn 150 feet from a major intersection. I was working on locating cable when a co-worker Don and I wandered unwittingly along an old decreped road into the woods. The barn came into view first, then a group of smaller sheds and buildings, all in various stages of disrepair. We walked around the property, peering into filthy windows and kicking curiosities hidden in the overgrowth. The whole time I tried to picture it as it was. Although we were within earshot of the traffic, it was eerily silent. I saw the farm house, or what was left of it, last. It had burned down some time before, the charred timbers strewn about and overgrown by grasses. I climbed up on the foundation wall and looked at the twisted wreckage of rusted plumbing resting in what was once the basement. The first Polaroid came out blank,(old, crappy film) but the second shot was a bit better, although Don and I might be the only ones to ever make out the image and how it fits in time and space.
I suppose this justifies the use of a cell phone camera in some ways, but on the other hand, I dont mind owning an experience sans digital proof.
The other little discovery happened today. Another stroll into the woods at work, this time in Hoffman Estates, revealed an old cemetary. http://www.graveyards.com/show.php?id=81 Again, in the middle of everything, hidden away by a thin layer of trees and indifference. The Greve cemetary is located at the top of a small hill and overlooks quad homes in every direction. My visit today was accompanied by the louder than life shrill din of what seemed like a thousand landscapers, determined to cut every blade and suck up every leaf for miles.
Lastly, while googling for information on Typhoid Mary (So I'm the curious type, so sue me) I stumbled upon this site http://www.urbanlens.com/index.html A great little site with some of exactly what I'm talking about...having a camera handy (especially if you are planning a trip to farr off places to take pictures.)
Duh.