Monthly Archives: July 2015
The antique store (or junk store, or collectibles store, depending on your opinion of the merchandise) was organized thematically. In the western room, several pair of worn boots (or used, or vintage, again depending on your opinion) were lined up in front of the window that faced the highway through town.
I arrived in Alpine in the middle of a thunderstorm. Later, I heard that it was the largest one-day total rainfall ever recorded.
The weather conditions were still good the next day for afternoon clouds to pile up, teasing us with the possibility of more rain.
near Alpine, Texas
Dangerous driving, illustrated by this roadside memorial.
For many years, I photographed roadside memorials (like this one) as part of an ongoing project,* but it had been almost a decade since I’d stopped at one. I don’t know why this one captured my attention enough to make two u-turns to get to it, but it did. And so it was that there, in the heat and the prickly weeds and serenaded by locusts, I examined the relics of a life that ended where I stood.
Ward County, Texas
* I think “ongoing project” sounds a lot better than “unfinished project.”