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we trust
I am used to seeing roadside memorial along roadsides: I’ve photographed them for a very long time.
But what I can’t get used to is seeing them in town. This one is directly across the street from the police headquarters, which seems to add some drama and mystery to the memorial. I haven’t been able to find out anything about what happened or why there’s an upside-down Puerto Rican flag there or why those flowers seem to be not very old.
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 1.11.2026
firework(s)
First of all, it’s pretty easy to see that there are fireworks available here.
And second of all, my brain and I enjoyed the idea of just rolling down the highway, going between 3.2 and 9.9 miles over the speed limit (because: Texas), and coming up on a giant truck that shouted FIREWORKS at us. It’s not that funny, now that I see it written down, but trust me on this: in my head it was hilarious.
Wolfforth, Texas
photographed 12.31.2025
my way to be free
The first photo I posted in this series from White Sands was of a picnic shelter, with long early-morning shadows, sun-tipped white dunes, and skinny clouds.
Or rare occasions, symmetry appeals to me, so I’ll close out this run of monochrome White Sands images with another shot of that same picnic shelter – this time, a close look at the shelter’s structure. The rivets caught my attention for reasons that I hope are clear. Or if not clear, then maybe clear-ish.
White Sands National Park, New Mexico
photographed 12.13.2025
reaching for the sky just to surrender
For reasons that I don’t understand, Leonard Cohen’s music became my personal soundtrack while I was on the dunes. I don’t mean that I was listening to the music through my phone. I mean that bits of his lyrics would appear in my brain from time to time, unbidden yet still welcome.
In this case, I heard the line “reaching for the sky just to surrender.” This yucca will lose its battle with the movement of the sand, as have the ones that were there before and the ones that will come after. All of them reach for the sky for a time before their inevitable acquiesce. It’s the way of things.
White Sands National Park, New Mexico
photographed 12.13.2025
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