ranch security
I’ll tell you one thing: I did not even THINK about trying to breach the fence-and-antler security system. Nope. Not even a little bit.
somewhere in Texas (maybe near Dougherty*)
photographed 12.26.2017
*”Dougherty” is of course pronounced in the lazy-ass Texan way as “Darty.” I once spoke with a gentleman there who told me the whole story about the time “the school blowed up.”
jesus needed a.c.
I was looking back through some older photos when I spotted this one. I barely remember stopping to make the photo except for this part: the door was open but as I was about to go in, I got A Feeling. And not in a good way, either, so I headed back to my car to escape whatever was in there waiting for me.
It was probably a rodent, although it could have been a murderer.
We’ll never know for sure.
Doole, Texas
photographed 6.5.2020*
*I know 2020 isn’t THAT long ago and doesn’t qualify this as an “older” photo. I probably should have started this post by saying “I was looking back through some photos where I may have barely escaped with my life.” Sorry for the confusion.
keeper of cosmic and moral balance
Really, out here if you say “We had a windy day.” it’s redundant: every day – every damn one of them! – is windy.
(I reached out to the visitors’ bureau folks to see if they wanted to sponsor this post. They declined, citing my “poor attitude” and “tendency to exaggerate” and a few other things.)
Yellowhouse Canyon, Texas
photographed 5.10.2026
One Day | One Image 