Overthinking it
Do you think there was some sort of organized system to determine who got to have the mailbox decorated to look like a barn?
Do you wonder why five mailboxes share one ledge and two others are ostracized?
Do you wonder why the numbers aren’t in numerical order?
Do you wonder why mailbox 2 is so much bigger than the others?
Do you wonder why the mailbox on the far left tilts away from the rest?
No? Really?
Must be just me.
Uhland, Texas
photographed 5.10.2013
UPDATE:
I am lucky to have many site followers who contribute to One Day | One Image by posting comments. Today, my friend Ehpem posted a comment on the photos that was far better than what I wrote in my original post. It was so good, in fact, that I am promoting the comment. Here it is – enjoy!
Sorry guys, but it’s Texas politics.
The boxes on the left…actually they are in the centre, but Melinda cropped off the far left because there was nothing to see.
So those boxes in the centre, they *are* shunned, and on their way out. The one leaning is looking around for a train, preferably headed for the left coast.
The ones on the right are jostling for the far right position and barely able to stand being on the same platform as each other.
The number 2 is large because tea chests have to fit in it, filled with money. I hear there are plans to erect its own post and put a steeple on it with some pretty glass windows, bullet proof of course. Plans stalled while they figure out if they can rip out the existing platform and stay close to the main vines, of if they have to nuture that straight up vine to the far right so they can put there post well clear of the others.
The barn? That was from the days when agriculture and common sense meant something in local politics, and people needed somewhere to keep the elephant. Surpising that someone spruced it up, as I expected it to look a bit like Melinda’s usual fare. Maybe someone still hopes the elephant will be found and returned to the right barn.
The vine? Tendrils of influence from wealthy interest groups.
Well said, Ehpem. Well said.
Posted on October 5, 2013, in Photography and tagged 365 photo project, black and white photography, mailboxes, melinda green harvey, one day one image, photo a day, photography, texas, uhland, uhland texas. Bookmark the permalink. 14 Comments.
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I like how they are all connected by vines – the snail mail interweb…
It makes for a fascinating composition with stories to tell.
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It’s almost like those vines are pneumatic tubes, whoosing the mail away.
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So many questions, so little time.
I love this one. Seven personalities.
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You’re right – those mailboxes do seem to have their own personalities. I wonder how closely the mirror the owners’ personalities?
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The two separated boxes are dummies. They can’t receive mail because they have no numbers on the front. The guy who owns the large number 2 box receives either sheet music or photos in the mail. The guy who owns the little barn has more money than taste. I think that answers all the questions except the numbering out of sequence. Could it be a Texas thing? I’m think the Research Department should be working this weekend to answer that question. Enquiring minds want to know.
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The Research Department got right on this, and has written an insightful and comprehensive response. And overthought it even more than I did, which I wasn’t even sure was possible!
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Sometimes you underestimate the RA.
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Possibly. But other times I don’t. So it might come out even. Eventually.
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Sorry guys, but its Texas politics.
The boxes on the left, actually they are in the centre; but Melinda cropped off the far left because there was nothing to see.
So those boxes in the centre, they *are* shunned, and on their way out. The one leaning is looking around for a train, preferrably headed for the left coast.
The ones on the right are jostling for the far right position and barely able to stand being on the same platform as each other.
The number 2, it is large because tea chests have to fit in it, filled with money. I hear there are plans to put erect its own post and put a steeple on it with some pretty glass windows, bullet proof of course. Plans stalled while they figure out if they can rip out the existing platform and stay close to the main vines, of if they have to nuture that straight up vine to the far right so they can put there post well clear of the others.
The barn? That was from the days when agriculture and common sense meant something in local politics, and people needed somewhere to keep the elephant. Surpising that someone spruced it up, I expected it to look a bit like Melinda’s usual fare. Maybe someone still hopes the elephant will be found and returned to the right barn.
The vine? Tendrils of influence from wealthy interest groups.
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Excellent! Do you mind if I promote your comment into the text of the post?
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Sure, go ahead. Feel free to fix the typos while you are at it, or edit to your heart’s content.
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I’ve only just lurched out of bed. Far too many questions for this early in the morning! I thought the vines were tentacles – that confused me for a start. No2 is clearly a bully and has kicked two of them off the ledge. Others may follow. Ehpem’s comment is masterful. Clearly my day is headed downhill from now – nothing can beat this Post for fun, I think I’ll head back to bed!
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I already use Ehpem as my Research Department, and am giving some thought to subcontracting the entire written part of the blog to him! (He doesn’t know about this idea yet…). His comment on this post was indeed masterful.
I hope your day doesn’t go too far downhill!
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