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Man’s best friends
This trio of crosses in the corner of a pasture surprised me: I wasn’t expecting to see that someone’s (presumably) beloved pets were buried there.
Kendall County, Texas
photographed 4.18.2021
Death and the unlatched gate
I was mostly just turning down any available road, without any real purpose or direction. And also without any real concept of where, exactly, I was. But there was a cemetery, so of course I stopped.
I had a weird feeling, like I’d been there before.
And you know why? Because in 2009, on a similar day of wandering (with my dear friend Carlos), we’d found this exact spot. And I posted this photo on my blog, which was all of 220 days old at the time.*
McKinney Cemetery
Hays County, Texas
photographed 4.18.2021
*I’d link to that first blog, but there’s no reason for any of us to have to endure that particular horror. You’re welcome.
Caretakers Shack, plus tree
I have a thing for looking at the parts of things that make the other things work. When I’m shooting in cemeteries, for example, I always look around for the caretaker’s shack. And this shack rewarded my search by including a little tree Thanks, shack!
Alpine, Texas
photographed 3.26.2021
From the outside
Sometimes to shoot inside a cemetery, you have to go outside the walls. This was one of those times. I made quite a few images of the draped cross from the inside of the cemetery, but this is the one that I liked the best.
Alpine, Texas
photographed 3.26.2021
Niño Tomás
A tiny hand-made concrete marker where niño Tomás lies. And behind him, someone else’s wood cross has fallen to the ground.
Alpine, Texas
photographed 3.26.2021
One Day | One Image 