I’ve been watching this location for about 15 years or so. It’s a few blocks from my office and it’s got an odd set of stuff. A cotton gin, to start with, right in the middle of town. (Cotton gins are very dirty during ginning season and not really the sort of local business that needs to be right in town.) And then there’s this boat graveyard. The boats change from time to time, but there’s always some there. None of them have motors, or seats, or life jackets: it’s just fiberglass husks of past glory .

This one, with a slight error in the Bible quote, has been there since 2021. I’m trying to imagine the circumstances that led to the decision to put a proselytizing boat in a field beside a cotton gin.

And I can’t come with a single thing. Mysterious ways and all that, I guess.

Levelland, Texas
photographed 2.28.2026