I took advantage of the rainy day to get out and make some photographs. And while I will almost always go out of my way to not photograph plastic caught in a fence, I found myself unable to resist this scene, and especially like how the camera caught the raindrops dancing around in the wind.
why i love the plains
From a sky- and weather-viewpoint, the day had been fairly unremarkable. And even the sunset didn’t look too promising.
But then about 8 minutes before sundown, the sun broke through the clouds, which had looked really flat and boring. But the low angle highlighted the mammatus clouds in a way that was unexpected, dramatic, and breathtaking.
And, if this very same thing had happened somewhere with hills and/or trees, no one could have seen it. And that’s why I love the plains.
Yellowhouse Canyon, Texas
The local amusement park shut down this year, after 50 years of operation. I decided to go look at it the other morning; the cold rain made it seem even more forlorn that it already was.
Some of the rides are being shipped to other parks, but I guess the stuff that remains is headed toward being a big pile of bent metal.
Sad update: the owner of Joyland, David Dean passed away yesterday. His wife said, “I truly believe that the sale of Joyland falling through broke his heart.”
a long way from home
Ok. So Lubbock is not exactly what you’d think of as a watery place. We’re 500 miles from the Gulf of Mexico. There aren’t even any substantial lakes nearby.
Yet, somehow there’s a 37′ boat* (which was built in 1976)* on a trailer on the top of a hill over on the north side of town.
*(There’s an amazing amount of stuff you can find out about a boat if you’ve got a registration number…)