I had never thought much about grain elevators before. I've seen them scattered along railroad tracks, especially in Texas' rural towns. They never seemed to carry much appeal nor called out for a second glance. They looked rather like this one near the Missouri River.
However, the Canadian grain elevators were ones of character and charm. Their bright colors caused them to stand out in the landscape. They caught my eye and I tried to get some photos.
Canadian grain elevators have pride in what they are and often had the names of the towns painted boldly on the well-maintained buildings. This way they serve as town signs as well as storage areas.
Isn't this just the symbol of productive farming?
And then there was this sagging, old, faded grain elevator. Not even sure if it's functional now. But, the next time you eat your breakfast Cheerios, pause and remember the ripe oat fields, ready for harvest, where those little O's began.
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