Monthly Archives: March 2019
Groundskeeper’s shack has the mange
Well, this looks pretty bad, doesn’t it?
As I was stomping my way through dead grass to get over to this shack, I saw a dun-colored tuft of something stuck in the weeds, and I though it was a piece of some kind of animal fur. Of course it wasn’t that at all – it was a piece of insulation that had escaped from the building.
My wilderness skills remain strong.
at the abandoned golf course
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 3.8.2019
Welcome, worn thin
Sure, I just invited myself in to explore the abandoned golf course. But in my defense, I was still able to read the word “welcome” on that sign, which I think probably puts me on pretty solid legal ground.
Also, I’m not a lawyer, which you could already figure out.
at the abandoned golf course
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 3.8.2019
A Nautical Theme?
Back in my golf-playing days (which you can read about here, if you want), I lost a few balls in this water hazard. Now that the course is out of business, there’s no more water, and pinecones are filling in where the water used to be. The slightly nautically-themed post is still there. But I don’t know if that makes me feel better about the situation or worse…
at the abandoned golf course
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 3.8.2019
19th hole, last call
Nothing left at the bar, unfortunately. Even the computer is pissed off.
at the abandoned golf course
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 3.8.2019
Reasons to skip brunch
I don’t mind a nice brunch. Not one bit.
But this looks decidedly less than appetizing. Unless you think dust and a random tumbleweed are delicious.
at the abandoned golf course
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 3.8.2019
One Day | One Image 