Monthly Archives: September 2015
Drainage System
I guess most people would visit the River Walk and make photos of maybe the river. And the walk.
Which is exactly why I preferred to look at this storm-water culvert under a bridge.
San Antonio River Walk, Museum Reach
San Antonio, Texas
photographed 9.5.2015
Before the mystery
It was very hot on the day we visited the missions and the cool shadows inside the church were a welcome change. We were there on Sunday, and mass was about to start (because even after all these centuries, the mission is still an active parish). So instead of going into the sanctuary, which would have been intrusive, I composed-and-waited (lessons provided by Sam Abell earlier this year) until the foyer was empty of people but full of objects and shadows and light. I think it was worth the wait.
Mission San José
San Antonio, Texas
photographed 9.6.2015
Memory
I don’t usually write much about my family on the blog, because it’s a photography blog and as you know, I don’t make too many photos of people. The exception is the short series I wrote two years ago, when I was going through the process of cleaning out my parents’ house; you can see that here.
And now, this: my dad passed away last Friday. Here’s a little bit about him:
Chester A. Green died on September 11, 2015. He was born in Branson, Colorado, on October 26, 1923, and moved to Mobeetie, Texas, as a small child. He enrolled in Texas Technological College at age 16, but left before graduating. After working in the Dominican Republic in his early 20s, he returned to Tech and graduated with a degree in civil engineering. He began his career in San Angelo, Texas, and met the love of his life in nearby Sonora. He and Ada Ruth Martin were married on September 10, 1948. (Ever an engineer, he proposed to her while they were parked on the Ozona highway.) Chester joined Parkhill, Smith, and Cooper, Inc. in 1956, and worked there until his retirement in 1991. His engineering career was long and distinguished; he specialized in water- and sewage-treatment facilities and was active in many professional organizations. He and Ada Ruth (or Sugar, as she was known to her family) were members of LakeRidge United Methodist Church and served for many years as lay chaplains at Methodist Hospital. In addition, they were very generous supporters of a number of local organizations.
Chester was famous in his family for his dry sense of humor and his fondness of puns. He enjoyed camping, and planned many family vacations around the dates of the full moon and the proximity of interesting water treatment facilities. He and Sugar shared a love of travel, which took them all over the world (including, once, to cooking school in France). He was a passionate reader, and his happiest evenings were spent with a book in his hands and a purring cat on his lap.
His parents, Leonard and Evelyn Green, his sister Elizabeth Street, his wife, Ada Ruth Green, preceded him in death. He is survived by his daughters Melinda Green Harvey (Larry) of Lubbock and Laura Norbury (Mark) of Salem, Oregon; his grandsons Nathan Harvey (Kacee) of Lubbock, and Tyler and Dylan Norbury, of Oregon; and his great-granddaughters Hannah and Bennett Harvey, of Lubbock.
We will always miss him.
Friar, in contemplation
My Patient Spouse found this shot for me. Which is probably why it has a person in it: I would have waited until the room was vacant to make the shot.
And later on, this happened: the friar from this photo, plus another one, and a “civilian” man were taking turns taking each other’s photos when my Patient Spouse stepped up and took a some group shots with their various cameras. That’s actually sort of creepy, now that I’ve written it down, so I want to go on record that we don’t make a habit of stalking people. Really.
Mission San José
San Antonio, Texas
photographed 9.6.2015
Product Placement
I couldn’t stay in Nova Scotia forever, although I did sort of want to. (Until winter arrived – then I’d have to leave.)
So, here I am back in Texas, where winter is a long way from its arrival. In fact, it was so hot in Menard the other day that I actually skipped looking behind every single building in town. That’s just not like me at all.
But I was out long enough to spot this excellent, and helpful, sign.
Menard, Texas
photographed 9.7.2015




