As it all fades away

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1. On days like this one, the wind is strong, picking up dirt and flinging it skyward. The horizons blur with airborne particulates, the light takes on the same tint as the dirt, tumbleweeds stream across roadways only to be caught up in fencing. In the worst of these dust storms, cars on the highway have to use headlights and traffic slows down because it’s impossible to see very far ahead. The wind’s howl covers all other sounds save the sounds of a piece of sheet metal being ripped from its moorings or the crack of a tree limb.

2. Certain things are disappearing from the Plains. Like people. Like where they lived. Like water. Like dreams. But the wind always remains.

NW Lubbock County, Texas
photographed 4.26.2013

Posted on December 6, 2013, in Photography and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 18 Comments.

  1. This is a fantastic photo, Mel. Attach the keyword you use for your finest photos and link it to this one. You’ll need it later when you have another contest to enter. Seriously.

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  2. What oneowner said. This image tells such a story.

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  3. Super beautiful. A work of art. Almost haunting. Worthy of any contest if the judges have any sense.

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  4. I’m with the others – this is fantastic! I love the toning and the faded high-key look and vignette like a certain kind of old photo. It is somehow timeless, though when enlarged there are clues to a more modern structure.
    And, there is a chair. How could there not be?

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  5. As others have already said: this is a great image. The high key/vintage feel to it evokes dust, and all the associated factors. And yes, as Ken has said, heywrd this one for the next contest. So glad to hear you are a Nikon girl – sadly that doesn’t mean we are immune to dusty sensors!

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    • Thank you, Andy.

      Someone has to use Nikon – may as well be us, I guess!!

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      • I’ve been using Nikons since 1979 – funnily enough earlier today I was tidying the filing cabinet and disposing of ‘stuff’ going back over 30years. And amongst all the paper were the two invoices dated 1979 for a pair of two Nikkormat FT3 camera bodies. Cameras that shot so many of my old B&W images.

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      • My first “real” camera was a Canon (if you can believe it) FTb that I bought in 1977. I used to be a calligrapher and used money I made from hand-lettering a textbook on synthesized music. (The author was amused to think of the juxtaposition of hand lettering and electronic music.) Much later, when I eventually made a jump to a DSLR, I got my first Nikon.

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  6. Poetic in many ways, Melinda. It’s a changing world.
    On another note I recently read that tumbleweed is from Russia and not native to America, I had no idea!
    http://ngm.nationalgeographic.com/2013/12/tumbleweeds/cook-jenshel-photography

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    • Thank you, Karen.

      I was a skeptical child, and when we were taught in grade school that tumbleweeds came from Russia, I sort of thought that was just another Cold War-era made-up fact.

      The photos in the link were very good, and some of them reminded me of things I’ve seen around this part of Texas.

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