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An unsecured location
The front door of our country home.
Or, to be accurate, what’s left of the front door of a hut on some land we’ve got out in the country. The hut came with the place, and has been in the process of falling down for a decade. There’s a hole in the roof now, so I don’t image it will make it through many more winters.
You can see other shots of the hut here and here and here and here.
Yellowhouse Canyon
Lubbock County, Texas
photographed 3.27.2016
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The Morning Windows
This building’s been vacant for a while, which is a shame. The morning sun coming through the windows illuminates a sad state: the roof’s collapsed (or is collapsing). There’s probably no going back now.
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 3.26.2016
I miss you like I miss the flowers in bloom
Today’s the last day of my self-assigned lyrics-as-titles experiment. Thanks for your patience!
The way the openings in this old place lined up was what caught my eye. It made me sad, the way the roof’s gone, the weeds are taking over, the plaster’s peeling away: it was a lonely scene.
So, here’s a lonely song.
Marathon, Texas
photographed 7.10.2015
through the joining and the parting
There were abandoned churches all over Nova Scotia. Some had new life, others were too far gone for that to still be an option.
And, here we are on day two of my Bruce Cockburn lyrics-as-title experiment. Today’s comes from “The Light Goes On Forever.”
Lawrencetown, Nova Scotia
photographed 7.27.2015
A wrench in the works
The same broken down, rusted truck had been parked outside this place for at least four years, so I figured if I went in to look around, there’d be no one else there.
And I was right. I was the only one there, and I found the usual assortment of odd, abandoned things. Like a two-legged chair. And a giant wrench.
All in all, it was worth the stop.
Marathon, Texas
photographed 7.10.2015
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