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just one saint at a time
Not to reveal too much about how much language amuses me (because honestly, it’s sort of embarrassing), but I did entertain myself saying “saint rest” in various ways.
Like a command to a wayward and wrongly-named dog: SAINT! Rest.
Like a mild way to say “fuck on off.”
Like an end to a prayer, in place of “Amen.”
Or the name of a particularly lackadaisical cleric – Saint Rest.
And so on.
But what really amuses me the most about this sign is the implication that, while they are willing to accept saints, there is a one-saint limit. Presumably for safety reasons.
Tahoka, Texas
photographed 2.28.2026
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the passage
An abandoned farmhouse on the High Plains tells a story – a story of dreams, of rural traditions and expectations, of change, of endings.
An abandoned farmhouse with a wheelchair ramp tells a story that seems more complicated. And more sad.
Lynn County, Texas
photographed 2.28.2026
an agrarian society
Just across a dry and sticker-infested field from yesterday’s boat picture is a little church with the world’s saddest playground next to it. Just to cite one example of how dismal it is, this hobby horse is the best thing there. And it feels like it’s trying to get away from a crime scene.
Levelland, Texas
photographed 2.28.2026
love/boat
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
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