The watery grave

I came here to spend the night inside the walls of a Spanish fort, Presidio la Bahía, which dates from the 1740s. But before I sequestered myself for the night, I spent a little time exploring the nearby town of Goliad. That’s how I found this tiny, unnamed cemetery. Eventually all these cemeteries start to look the same, so I was disinclined to stop and make some photos. But then I saw that sprinkler perched on the stone wall. It reminded me of my very favorite book Traveling Sprinkler, by Nicholson Baker.

Goliad, Texas
photographed 5.6.2019

Posted on May 15, 2019, in Photography and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 9 Comments.

  1. Richard Owen

    Perhaps the departed get thirsty. I think you find it hard to neglect a cemetery. I know the feeling well. Best I remember, Goliad has important early Texas history.

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    • Yeah, there was some sort of battle there in Goliad, I think….

      Usually, I do find it hard to neglect a cemetery but for some reason (maybe related to having to get up early for a 6:00 flight!) I wasn’t really feeling this one too much. Until, you know, the sprinkler….

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  2. Spending the night inside the walls seems to be passion to the extreme. . .

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