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in the crashing chaos
“Good God, woman, GET INSIDE.” -what my friend Don told me he thought to himself when I sent him this photo.
This end-of-the-world-looking cloud was right above my house and the rotation (a sign that maybe there’s a tornado) was clearly apparent. I’ve lived in tornado-prone areas for almost my whole life and this…this was scary.
There wasn’t a tornado, though, and my neighborhood didn’t even get too much rain. And also, I did go inside after I made this photo.
The title is from – you may know what I am going to say here – a Bruce Cockburn song, “Boundless.”
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 5.17.2021
Building Permit and the Madonna
That’s a building permit taped into the window next to the madonna. The permit’s from a least a decade ago – it’s almost too faded to read but I was able to make out a few things: new roof, new ceiling, new floor, new plumbing were all listed. I am reasonably sure that none of those things have been done. I am less sure that there even still is a roof, actually.
Idalou, Texas
photographed 5.16.2021
Hope, lost
I always think I’m through photographing these roadside memorials. But then I see one like this and I know I’m not really done.
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 5.16.2021
Rollers
Sometimes a photo is just a bunch of pleasing shapes that happened to coexist at the time a photographer happened by. That’s what happened here.
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 5.8.2021
broken heart
That prickly pear pad on the left has had a hard life – even for a cactus! – with scars and a wound on the top that made it heart-shaped. Yet, still, a translucent new pad sprouted from it this spring. There’s a lesson there for us, for those days when we’re feeling beat up and damaged and scarred.
Yellowhouse Canyon, Texas
photographed 5.12.2021
One Day | One Image 