Here’s something interesting I discovered on my walkabout the other day in downtown Littlefield.
On a side note, there was a woman (and her barky Chihuahua) who kept a very close eye on my activities. I tried to speak to her, but I guess she didn’t hear me because I didn’t get a reply. And I saw her out of the corner of my eye a few times. Must have been her day to watch for random people from out of town.
I was walking around the now-abandoned hospital (the one where my grandpa died, but I wasn’t getting any weird feelings about that) when I saw the way the afternoon sunlight was slanting across the rough stucco wall. And then I noticed the stain left from the old downspout. Not a bad pair of things the old place had to offer.