Monthly Archives: June 2020
Holy Water
Worship in the Time of COVID is not nearly as catchy a title as Love in the Time of Cholera.
And anyway, hand sanitizer as a narrative is really, really boring.
St. Boniface Catholic Church
Olfen, Texas
photographed 6.13.2020
No Swimming
I’ve been to this swimming pool before, five years ago, and made almost exactly this same photo. I know what I like, right? (Or I’m in a half-decade-long rut.)
But wait – coming soon to this very blog is a photo of a small-town swimming pool that is still in operation! Aren’t you so excited?
Spur, Texas
photographed 6.10.2020
Senior ’66
I don’t think that members of the class of 1966 are really buried in the city park, but that sort of is what it looks like.
(Also: Galveston? Galveston is more than 500 miles away, so who knows what’s going on.)
Spur, Texas
photographed 6.10.2020
Cemetery Music
I visit cemeteries a lot; you might think that after all this time, they’d start to look the same or run together. Sometimes I think that’s about to happen, but then I see something like this, a metal marker in the shape of a guitar. And a sad story, too, since the young man who dreamed of a career as a professional actor as a professional actor passed away when he was only 20 years old.
Two other things – there was a cluster of tiny guitars in the hard ground behind the marker, and wasps were living inside the metal guitar.
Red Mud Cemetery
near Spur, Texas
photographed 6.10.2020
It would be a challenging launch
When a lake’s only at 18% of capacity, the boat ramps and docks sometimes end up in a precarious position. In this case, the end of the ramp isn’t even near the water, making putting a boat in quite a challenge.
White River Lake, Texas
photographed 6.10.2020
One Day | One Image 