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“Nearly” is long enough
Those too-short curtains reminded me of my high school days, standing on the beige ottoman in the den while my mother pinned the hems in my dresses. It was the 1970s, so of course she never pinned them short enough to suit me. But I was resourceful, and predictably devious, and would always offer to sew the hems. At that point, it was just a matter of moving the pins up a inch* before I started sewing.
Amarillo, Texas
photographed 5.29.2016
*At least.
A mostly permanent situation
This sign gave me the impression the lot was more or less always for sale.
Amarillo, Texas
photographed 5.29.2016
Coffee Along Route 66
The sign on the door said “Open Tuesday.” It wasn’t clear if it referred to the upcoming Tuesday or a long-ago one.
I have my suspicions.
Amarillo, Texas
photographed 5.29.2016
The well-lit arrow
As it turned out, Sunday morning was a great time to be making photos on SW 6th Avenue (the old Route 66): the stores didn’t open until noon (if they opened at all), so it was just me and the Patient Spouse, some interesting lighting, and a bird.
Amarillo, Texas
photographed 5.29.2016
Grill & Truck
Mid-morning, and the preparations for the lunch rush continued.
Amarillo, Texas
photographed 5.29.2016
One Day | One Image 