The country church 50 years later.
From my novel, "Tares among the Wheat" Volume I:
"The rectangular square-cornered wood-frame church and its
angled spiked steeple contrasted violently against the gently rolling
landscape of its grassland nest, hard and pointed assaulting the soft and rounded. Mild breezes were sweeping the faces of the hills and slopes of the valleys, stroking the grasses to expose the blue-green underside of the long blades, dynamically displaying in broad wafture. The chapel appeared as a sailboat on a green sea of high swells."
PHOTO: That lonesome church of the novel, circa 1970, could have been abandoned to ruin as this church of today (50 years later than the fictional church of 1970).