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that bucket of wheels
I do not need one single thing more inside my house. Really. It’s good the way it is.
But if any of you need a big bucket of wheels, let me know and I’ll tell you where these are.
Bryan, Texas
photographed 6.13.2024
banquet
Baseball game: a detail (that doesn’t involve the actual game).
Bryan, Texas
photographed 6.14.2024
handbag
I don’t know why there was an old vinyl handbag hanging on the wall of an abandoned building in a tiny, out of the way town.
However, I do know that there was nothing inside of it.
Dime Box, Texas
photographed 6.15.2024
lilies, considered
On the front end of a recent trip, we encountered a cemetery that was home to approximately all the stickers in the entire world; it was in a town called Old Dime Box.
On the way back to the airport at the other end of the trip, we found a well-organized and manicured cemetery; it was in a town called Dime Box.
Go figure.
St. John’s Lutheran Cemetery
Dime Box, Texas
photographed 6.15.2024
angel, three twigs, and an ant
Here’s a cemetery angel with what appears to be three twigs growing out of her face. There’s a huge ant crawling up her arm but it was the whole chin-twig situation that caused me to make the photo.
And also why do you suppose that angel wings are always depicted in sort of a partially-open pose, like a bird that’s just landed and hasn’t had time to fold away its wings? (Oh, yes: that is actually a thing I wasted some time thinking about. It’s stuff like this that clutters up my mind and distracts me from thinking about things that are important and/or have actual answers.)
Old City Cemetery
Caldwell, Texas
photographed 6.13.2024
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