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Watchful
There I am walking along a long block between grain elevators and the railroad tracks, when I start to have an odd feeling. Like someone’s looking at me. I shake it off, thinking I am just letting the large numbers of pigeons get to me (I don’t like pigeons; there’s something about their cooing that really bothers me). But still, I feel it – someone is watching me.
I have no idea where that was coming from….
Clovis, New Mexico
photographed 5.25.2013
Mostly sky
There’s no need to add any deep theological meaning to the large amount of sky above the Living Word sign.
I mean, if you want to, I certainly won’t stop you. My point was that I didn’t do that when I took the shot; I just liked the way it looked.
at the corner of Pile Street and East Grand Avenue
Clovis, New Mexico
photographed 5.25.2013
Hope U slept well
Damn.
Finding something this good in an alley just about made me hyperventilate.
It’s a lovely – though oddly located – sentiment. And the lettering is nicely done.
the first alley to the east of Main Street
Clovis, New Mexico
photographed 5.25.2013
Drop box
But of course: of course I wouldn’t take a trip to Clovis without looking in some alleys.
Check this out: the white “drop box” letters are practically gone, and someone decided that THIS time around the letters were going to stay. So, now they are painted right on the brick. And include a handy line, in case you are unclear of where, exactly, this drop box may be located.
Just down from here, this is what I saw: under the drive-up canopy at the Bank of Clovis, a older model Mercedes coupe, red, with the top down and the hood up. And an older gentleman, in dress pants, a starched shirt, and a necktie, carefully wiping the dipstick after he’d checked the oil in the car. As I walked by, he lowered the hood. Glad everything was OK, oil-wise, with the car.
the first alley west of Main Street
Clovis, New Mexico
photographed 5.25.2013
Rhythm.
Yes, I did take an overnight trip to Clovis, New Mexico, just to take pictures of…well…whatever I could find. That’s the way I am.
I don’t know what anyone else – particularly my patient spouse, who served as Driver and Assistant on the trip – thinks about it, but when I saw this grain elevator, I knew the trip was worth it.
Clovis, New Mexico
photographed 5.25.2013
One Day | One Image 