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28 Jan 202628 Jan 2026 Neil E. Das

Photos – Disuse, Disrepair, Desecration – A Church in St. Louis

11 Nov 201611 Nov 2016 Neil E. Das

Glorious Ruins – The Story of a Church, an Image, and a Song – Bethlehem Lutheran – St. Louis, Missouri

11 Mar 2016 Neil E. Das

Derelict Building with Squirrel – Old North St. Louis

3 Jul 2014 Neil E. Das

“You have been king of my glory; Won’t you be my prince of peace” – Old Bethlehem Lutheran – Old North St. Louis

1 May 2014 Neil E. Das

Tower Grove Park Fountain on a Rainy Spring Night – St. Louis

7 Apr 20147 Apr 2014 Neil E. Das

Like a Ruined House – North St. Louis – Images and a Reflection on “Ruin Porn”

6 Feb 2014 Neil E. Das

Tower Grove Park in Snow – Music Stand and Ruins – St. Louis – Night Photography

5 Mar 2012 Neil E. Das

In Ruins III – The Facades We Sometimes Keep – St. Louis Avenue

29 Feb 20127 Apr 2014 Neil E. Das

In Ruins II – The West End – St. Louis – The Artistic Appeal of Ruin – Lomography

14 Feb 2012 Neil E. Das

Ruin – House Demolition in Snow – St. Louis

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Autumnal. A post-apocalyptic vision in North County... Time of the goldenrod. Yesterday morning, the clouds were aglow with the dawning. It had been a week since September's heat dome had broken, and the pool was in the nether world between summer's joyful splashings and being drained and covered for the winter. My time in the pool in the summer was in the glorious long evenings, but with 4 resident young boys the pool had seen far more exciting hours. I was walking C who had probably put on about 25 lbs since my last visit. The scene was also evocative enough to spawn a haiku. Morning glory. A glory faded, but glory nonetheless. Monarchs on goldenrod. Feels like home III. Autumn, the cornfields, the soybeans, yellow flowers, and goldenrod. #illinois #autumn Feels like home II. Autumn, the cornfields, the soybeans, yellow flowers, and goldenrod. #illinois #autumn
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