bubbles
One of the houses on the local garden tour had a gorgeous oasis for a back yard. One of my favorite things were the water features; no matter where I went in the yard, I could hear the sounds of water. It felt cool. And relaxing.
I did mention to the owner of the house (and garden!) that I was planning to move in. I was nice about it – I wasn’t even asking him to leave or anything; at the very least I’ll need him there to maintain the yard. He sort of acted like it was a joke; later at least one of us is going to be surprised…
West Texas Master Gardeners – garden tour
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 6.20.2026
the roof-giants
One of my favorite things I see during wanders through small towns are the civic-pride murals. I can’t recall ever seeing one that looked new – mostly they look like they were left over from the town’s centennial that’s already a quarter-century in the past. The paint is likely to be faded and/or chipped. Sometime’s the perspective is wonky. Or the scale is weird. Sometimes what was an accepted depiction of people a few decades ago seems terribly inappropriate now. There’s always something to see, though.
This time there was the the rare spotting of a whole family of giants standing on top of the farmer’s co-op gin. How frightening that must be for the workers and the horses way down below, like little ants compared the the local giants.
Slaton, Texas
photographed 5.29.2026




