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Ethanol, second

It looks like a sand dune, doesn’t it? I guess it would correctly be called a millet dune, but that sounds sort of funny.

If you wanted, you could also call it “more or less 15% of the fuel in my tank, eventually.”

Hockley County, Texas
photographed 3.19.2017

Art in a desolate location

This used to be part of a little complex on the edge of the town where I work; there was a cotton gin, the gin office, and this building. The gin stopped ginning. The office turned into a place called Larry’s BBQ, which had live music at lunch every day and where if you ordered anything other than a burger, you’d’ve made a big mistake. Then a chain BBQ place came to town and Larry’s closed up. After a few years, someone driving a bulldozer pushed Larry’s place into a pile, and someone else with a front-end loader loaded Larry’s into a container and hauled it (him?) away. Last year, someone else (I guess) spent a very long time taking the cotton gin down, probably to salvage the metal building components.

And, so, all that’s left is this little building, with a mural. (Which sounds fancier than calling it graffiti, but I’m in a generous mood, so what the hell.)

Levelland, Texas
photographed 3.16.2017

American Agriculture

091916

My good friend Brett Erickson often speaks of the importance of finding (and photographing, of course) metaphors.

And, so, here’s one view of the future of American agriculture, where the newest thing in the entire scene is the container from a Japanese-based shipping company.

Campo, Colorado
photographed 8.30.2016

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