Monthly Archives: October 2017
Books! I have books!
I used to do a book every year, sort of as a recap of stuff I’d posted on the blog. But then I got out of the habit, and it’s been a couple of years since I’ve made the effort.
The other day, my cousin mentioned in a Facebook comment that she’d really like to see a book of photos from Lubbock; she said photos from Lubbock made her “feel like home is not so far.” Challenge accepted! It’s called Lubbock: the prevailing themes.
And, then, while I was at it, I did a small book of haiku that I’ve posted over on my other blog, The Poetry of Photography. This one is called 17 (haiku).
Both books are now available. They’d make really good gifts, if you catch my drift…
Lubbock, Texas
N. Rateliff
Well, this was fun! We are concert tourists and our schedule worked out so we were able to catch Nathaniel Rateliff and the Night Sweats at Red Rocks Amphitheatre a few weeks ago.
We got two shows, actually, because the extraordinarily drunk man in front of us put on quite a performance. (We decided to find it amusing; otherwise it would have just been annoying.)
Also, if you’re planning a trip to Red Rocks, get ready for some walking – the fitness tracker on my phone told me we’d climbed the equivalent of 24 floors from the parking lot to our seats and back.
Red Rocks Amphitheatre
Morrison, Colorado
photographed 8.28.2017
Fall Foliage (High Plains Version)
Well, I realize we’re not likely to ever be overrun by busloads of tourists seeking a glimpse at our fall foliage.
A light rain earlier in the day brought out the muted colors in the dying grasses.
Yellowhouse Canyon, Texas
photographed 9.24.2017
PS – I know. Color. Sometimes that’s the right thing to do.
Or is it?
Fringe
The fringe of the field, going from crop to dirt. But in a lovely way.
Lubbock County, Texas
photographed 9.24.2017
Full of promise
I’ve been watching this field for a decade now; it’s a dryland farm, so the farmer is dependent on the right amount of rain at the right time for his crop. I’d guess that half the years I’ve watched, he hasn’t had any crop at all – all those drought years were tough. Usually he grows (or tries to) cotton, but this year he switched to sorghum.
And maybe he’ll get to harvest it soon.
Lubbock County, Texas
photographed 9.24.2017
One Day | One Image 