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Oh, Littlefield. Poor Littlefield. The town just can’t seem to catch a break.

This is last image (for now) from the incredible trip that Don Toothaker, Chuck Doughty, and I made across a little part of Texas. It is hard to describe how much joy the three of us got from just wandering around. Sure, it was like a million degrees outside. Sure, there were some long-ass days. Sure, we probably missed as many shots as we took. But still: so many good things happened; most of them aren’t quantifiable by any traditional metric. But if you’ve ever been on a trip that was totally new adventure every hour, a trip that you were sad to see end, a trip where your group was stronger friends at the end of it all, a trip where visions of the Next Place To Go was a constant visitor, then you’ll know what I mean.

My greatest thanks to Don and to Chuck, who were great traveling companions and who were willing to make as many u-turns as we needed.

in-camera double exposure
Littlefield, Texas
photographed 8.3.2024