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it had been a wet spring
The mud around this abandoned building (a school? a church?) was formidable, and after consideration of the mess that would be involved, I marked further exploration of this place as “come back when it’s dry.” And, as a sort of a consolation prize, I photographed the flowers instead.
I know: a poor substitute for what I was really after. But it was the best I could do that day.
Terry County, Texas
photographed 6.27.2021
time folding over on itself
The place was just falling apart. Literally – pieces of the roof and ceiling were drifted across the floor, where the remaining roof joists cast even-spaced shadows. And outside of what used to be a window: a covered wagon. It felt like time folded over onto itself so far that it nearly touched…
Tucumcari, New Mexico
photographed 6.5.2021
Roadside Art
Maybe one of these days I can see a graffiti artist in action. And maybe when that happens I can choke down my inherent shyness and have a chat with them. I have some questions…
Chaves County, New Mexico
photographed 6.20.2021
Arch and a half
Many things start with good intentions. But those intentions can only get you so far, sometimes, before the arch starts to fall.
Chaves County, New Mexico
photographed 5.23.2021
Windowsill Car
The randomness of things will (I hope) always amaze me. I was out on the fringes of town the other day and spotted a mobile home that was less mobile and less home with every passing minute. Some of the windows were gone, others were boarded up with now-weathered plywood. The front steps were about half missing. A tree was asserting its dominance by growing very close to the wall. The front door was gone. There was a toilet fixture in the living room.
And this: a toy car parked right there on the windowsill.
Lubbock County, Texas
photographed 6.20.2021
