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and stay out
Some places seem welcoming, like they’d be happy for you to hang out, relax for a while, enjoy some food or beverages, make new friends. You know what I mean: they are the kinds of places you can think back on with fond memories for lots of years.
This was not one of those places.
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 6.5.2025
tenant farmer
So, does God get the agriculture exemption on His taxes, or do Paul and Linda claim it?
(Just one brief example of the sort of nonsense my brain comes up with.)
near Childress, Texas
photographed 8.5.2025
fountain cleaner
This guy had what looked like an endless task: he was scooping fall leaves out of the fountain. He was doing a good job and all, but it must have been a little disheartening when he stood up and stretched out his back and then saw how many more leaves were still on the trees.
Ross Fountain
Edinburgh, Scotland
photographed 11.3.2023
sliding sideways
Meanwhile, over at the pallet factory, the pallets are stacked almost to the sky. They’re tilting a little bit, too, but I guess that’s not anything to worry about…
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 5.30.2025
booker t
On the far southeast corner of Lubbock there is a ten-street neighborhood that’s an unusual mix of vacant houses, vacant lots, new houses, well-kept houses, and not-so-well-kept houses. It has a street named Quetzal, which is the national bird of Guatemala and a totally awesome name for a street. (Quetzal Street is between Peach and Redwood: Lubbock is big on alphabetical street names.) It has a church. And it also has an (apparently abandoned) American Legion post.
If the neighborhood itself has a name, neither I nor Google maps are aware of it.
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 5.30.2025
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