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Recline. Decline.

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Out in Bailey County, on the corner where Farm Road 54 makes a hard left to the north, the old Bula School molders away. The oldest building has collapsed to the point where on the front facade remains; there are a couple of other buildings that aren’t quite that far gone but it’s easy to see where they are heading.

inside the remains of the Bula School
Bailey County, Texas
photographed 2.4.2011

Private seating area

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This roadside cafe features a private seating area, which is pretty classy. Except that there’s not a table. Or food, either, unless you bring your own: the place is out of business.

But, still. It is private seating, no?

Tahoka, Texas
photographed 10.6.2013

Over at Shorty’s place

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Check out those window’s at Shorty’s! It’s plywood! Let’s just go ahead and add this to the plywood collection that already includes Anton, Snyder, Plainview, and Snyder again.

And if you want to know more about plywood, or nearly any other building material, I’d recommend that you read The Walls Around Us, by David Owen. It’s really not as boring as it sounds. (You can learn about plywood on pages 59-64, a page count which may weaken my not-as-boring-as-it-sounds argument.)

Tahoka, Texas
photographed 10.6.2013

And there was a pink toilet

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So, that old gas station I found in Seymour, Texas, isn’t completely monochromatic after all.

The restroom door was shut when I was exploring the place. And you probably would have laughed at the technique I used to open the door: I hit it, hard, with the heel of my hand, to pop the door open and scare away any critters who might be inside (although where I thought they’d go isn’t exactly clear to me.)

But that bit of unnecessary drama was worth it, when the door swung open to this amazing sight.

Seymour, Texas
photographed 12.25.2013

church

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Another view of this church, taken on the same day, over a year and a half ago.

I just went by this place at Christmas, and it looked about the same. Maybe a few more shingles have blown away, and perhaps the building’s succumbed to gravity just a tiny bit more. But, mostly – the same.

Only this happened, and it’s not the first time: scenes that I’ve photographed always seem much smaller when I see them again. What’s with that? Also this: I shoot in color and convert to monochrome. But once I’ve converted a photo, I have very little (or no) memory of what the colors used to be.

(My mind: it’s scary in here.)

Young County, Texas
photographed 5.27.2012