Usually, cotton gins aren’t right there in the middle of town. But this one is. Who knows why.

But anyway, the auger makes an interesting, undulating corkscrew-shadow on the corrugated metal walls, while one bird looks on. (Trust me on this: there were a lot more birds. It was somewhere approaching horror-movie levels of birds. Good thing for me they are camera shy.)

Levelland, Texas
photographed 3.14.2012