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No One Passes
We took a tiny road at the turn because of the sign that said Historical Missions. We spotted the church tower easily but had to drive past it for a while to find a place to turn around: the already-narrow road was down to one lane from a recent snow.
On our way back, we saw about a dozen identical black and white cats eating from a metal bowl on a porch. We drove within a couple of feet of them; only one glanced up at us, flicked its tail, and turned back to dinner. We were of no importance.
The church, when we eventually did get there, was snowbound, and I was happy to be able to see what it looked like with no one having been there recently. The sign out front said the church was built in 1764, a reminder of just how long there’ve been European settlers in this part of New Mexico.
(On an unrelated note, today ends my 7th year of daily blogging. What started as a whim – on Blogspot! – has turned into so much more than I could have even imagined when I started. Thanks to everyone for the follows, likes, comments. And most of all, for the friendships that’ve come my way. Who even knew that was a possibility?! Here’s to an other seven, or so, years!)
Truchas, New Mexico
photographed 12.24.2015
Construction sometimes starts with deconstruction
I got the chance the other day to tour around a construction site. Actually, it was just at the edge of a transformation between deconstruction and construction.
The workers had left for the day, which made it easier for a non-people-photographer. My contact had told me about some interesting shadows inside the place, and sure enough: there they were!
And, I try to not play favorites with my images or guilt my viewers into clicking “like” but this is one of my favorite images I’ve made in a while. Just so you know.
in downtown Lubbock
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 12.21.15
The effect of salt air
The buildings out toward the end of the pier show what happens to wood and paint in salt air: ongoing maintenance.
San Clemente Pier
San Clemente, California
photographed 1.8.2015
KRESS
The early sun slices across the letters of the old dime store.
Of course, Kress stores have been gone for a while; this is now a restaurant. I’m glad they kept the letters.
San Antonio, Texas
photographed 10.25.1014
My friend who knows me well
I’m close to starting my 8th year of daily blogging; one of the things that I never anticipated when I started was the possibility of making friends along the way. But it happened, which just proves (once again) that I don’t know everything.*
One of my best blogging friends is Ehpem, and I’ve been lucky enough to make a couple of trips up his way. On my most recent trip, he took me to this place, because he knew I’d love to see some nice abandoned buildings.
Jordan River, BC
photographed 4.22.2015
*That reminds me when my son was about 6, and went to school with a girl named Kim Thompson. From what I could gather, Kim’s family had fairly rigid rules about what girls and boys were “supposed” to do, and Nathan quoted those rules often. He’d say, “Kim Thompson says boys don’t wear pink.” or “Kim Thompson says boys aren’t supposed to learn how to cook.” One night, in exasperation, I said, “Kim Thompson doesn’t know everything.” The next day, I got this report from Nathan: Kim Thompson says she does too know everything.
Of course, that doesn’t have anything to do with, well, anything. But it still makes me laugh.
One Day | One Image 