West Texas is a quite a ways from the closest ocean – about 500 miles – so it is a little bit of a mystery about these oyster shells that have been pressed into the rough concrete on these graves. I see this sort of regularly in my wanderings and always wonder about the process of it all.
These markers are in fairly good condition; most of the time all the shells are broken, by our wicked summer hail or by vandals: I do not know.
Posted on November 18, 2020, in Photography and tagged black and white photography, cemetery, learning to see, Leica, melinda green harvey, monochrome, one day one image, photo a day, photography, postaday, road trip, take time to look, texas, thoughtful seeing, travel photography. Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.