Genoa, Colorado After Hours
Genoa, Colorado is one of those towns I’ve driven past a lot but never really stopped to photograph.
On this trip I gave myself one evening to stay put, walk around, and see what was actually there.
The goal was simple: work a small area, follow the light, and come home with a set of images that feel like the same place.
World’s Wonder View tower
I started at the “World’s Wonder View” tower just outside town.
It’s a strange, stacked structure sitting out on the plains, surrounded by old buildings, trees, and open land.
I made a few ground‑level frames to show how it sits against the sky, then sent the drone up to back away and show the tower in context with the fields and roads around it.
Those wider views became the anchor for the whole series.
Silos and the edge of town
From the tower it’s a short drive to the grain silos on the edge of Genoa.
The light was dropping and the sky went soft, which worked well with the clean lines of the metal bins.
I tried to keep the composition simple: silos on one side, road and grass leading in from the other, with a quiet gradient in the sky above.
It’s a different subject than the tower, but it feels like part of the same story of the town.
A‑frame and truck
On the way back toward town I found a half‑skinned A‑frame structure and an old truck sitting in the grass.
The pastel sky and flat land made a nice backdrop for the patchwork boards and missing panels.
I liked the way the truck and the A‑frame echoed each other as “in‑progress” or “left‑behind” pieces of the landscape.
This scene shifted the series from landmarks to smaller, more personal details.
Storefront and car through the window
After sunset I parked and walked a few blocks in town.
One storefront with a row of gooseneck lamps felt like the right place to start, so I waited for the sky to drop into blue hour and leaned into the warm lights against the cool sky.
A little later I found a dusty car visible through a dirty industrial window.
That frame is probably the quietest of the set, but it says a lot about the pace and age of the town.
Wind farm at sunset
The last stop was back out near the wind farm.
By then the sky had gone deep orange and red, with the turbine silhouettes cutting through the clouds.
I kept the frame very simple: a line of trees and towers on the horizon, and the sky doing most of the work.
It’s the most dramatic image in the series, and it felt like the right way to end the evening.
