The town of Hay, Wash., is easy to miss on a road map. It's a tiny dot connected by a thin ribbon – a two-lane road – to State Route 26. That dot is paradise to Larry and Bev Dodge, who have lived in Hay, located in Palouse wheat country, for 41 years. They own a home with a farm windmill in the backyard. They step out the front door and are serenaded by songbirds and crickets. Real estate is cheap. They bought the defunct Baptist church next door for $100. Religious services are no longer held but Larry keeps the church open so the nine other town residents can use it for special events. I met Larry (below) during a brief stop in Hay. Gave me a tour of the church. Talked about the town's landmarks, including a train depot on the hill opposite the church (right). Trains stopped here once a week until rails were pulled in the 1980s, the same decade the general store closed. I like the derelict gas station. Two rusty pumps, choked by weeds, are still intact. As I snapped the shot above a tumbleweed blew past me on main street, the only traffic I saw during my visit.