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Power plant door gleams in cold sunlight
On the banks of the Huron River, in Ann Arbor, the wind felt like it was straight from the Arctic. The clouds that had followed us from Chicago were breaking up, but not until they’d dropped a bit of snow overnight.
The first mill on this part of the Huron River was built in 1833, and the adjacent millpond eventually served a flour mill, a woolen mill, a paper mill, and other industries. The “new” hydroelectric station, shown here, was constructed in 1914.
Ann Arbor, Michigan
photographed 4.20.2013
Heaven on a Sunday morning
Of course you knew this: that the very instant I first saw this place, which was on a Friday night, I made plans to go back on a Sunday morning just so I could use “Heaven on a Sunday morning” as the title of a blog post.*
As it turns out, heaven isn’t too crowded on Sundays. Just a couple of guys working on repairing the brick street, a man on a bicycle who was shopping the trashcans, and me.
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 4.7.2013
*I realize I could have actually taken this photograph any day of the week and just pretended I took it on a Sunday. But I wouldn’t do that.
On the other hand…
On the other hand, not being adequately informed for a trip might mean that you end up in some place (let’s just call it “Redding, California”) that you chose for no other reason than it was approximately half-way between one place and somewhere else.
When that happens, the best thing to do is spend your time away from “Redding, California.”
Shasta State Historic Park
Shasta, California
photographed 8.3.2012
One block: Brownfield
It is the county seat, so maybe you’d expect some commerce or something.
But you might be setting yourself up for disappointment.
On the other hand, the area is experiencing a boom from oil drilling in the areas once thought un-drillable, so it will be interesting to see how much of the boom money stays around in towns like Brownfield.
West Main Street
Brownfield, Texas
photographed 7.6.2012




