So, I pulled off the road to photograph a falling-down wooden building. It offered only marginal photographically-interesting things, so I wandered around a bit more and then found this. I made the photo because of that rolled up thing in the corner, but between when I made it and when I wrote this post, I changed my mind: now my favorite part is the scars on the metal wall, which speak to generations of various kinds of farm equipment banging into the wall.

Halfway, Texas
photographed 11.12.2021