Mom

When I was six years old, my family went on our first-ever camping trip; the Davis Mountains were our destination. Something happened on that trip, I guess, because even now, decades later*, I feel good when I am out in this part of the state. The air is nice, and so is the scenery. The days are beautiful and the nights are even better.

But as good as it feels to me, there is a family somewhere whose mom died along the road. They built her a marker, with “MOM” inside a heart on the cross.

near Fort Davis, Texas
photographed 3.24.2021

*Never you mind how many.

Posted on April 14, 2021, in Photography and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.

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