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3 trees, 2 windows, and a door
In the winter, the trees’ shadows claw their way up the front of the building.
Also, maybe I have mentioned that I have a thing about symmetry? That I don’t like it. So, while the window-door-window arrangement here is symmetrical, the spacing’s not, giving it the much-needed (in my opinion) dash of asymmetry.
West Oak Street
Marfa, Texas
photographed 1.18.13
Two chairs, one story
In November 2011, my writing group (her name is Jenifer) and I went to Marathon, Texas, for a few days. We went to write – we ARE a writing group! – and maybe drink some wine. One day, we took a break from that rigorous schedule and headed over to Alpine for the afternoon. Naturally, while we were in Alpine, we found a bar. A really nice one, called the Saddle Club. We sat outside on their patio, and (between margaritas) I took a picture of a couple of chairs that had been made into a bench:
And then, just last week, my friend (her name is Martha) came out from Washington DC and we spent a few days in Alpine. The first morning we were there, I took my camera and walked down the alley taking pictures, which probably doesn’t surprise any of you. I wasn’t that familiar with the alleys in Alpine, and was never sure what businesses I was walking behind. And then this happened: I saw those exact chairs from the other trip, only this time they were broken, abandoned in the alley:
My pal Ehpem, in relation to something else on this latest trip to West Texas, said, “Melinda owns synchronicity.” (See this for further support of Ehpem’s claim; I am beginning to agree.)
Alpine, Texas
photographed 11.12.11 and 1.18.13
An alley? Yes, please!
I can’t think why it took me until about five months ago to figure out how fascinating alleys are. But I did finally get it, and so here’s another one.
It goes with ones in Los Angeles, Albuquerque, Lubbock, Austin and – well, you get the idea.
Alpine, Texas
photographed 1.18.2013
Risk management
I love the bottom three rungs of this ladder: they have a distinct “rustic” or “artisanal” feel to them, don’t you think?
But I am not a risk manager. Or a safety officer.
I am just alley-roaming photographer.
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 1.6.2013
PS – For those of you keeping score at home, this is post #400 here at One Day | One Image.
Pebble field
It was a warm day, warmer than usual for January. And the wind wasn’t blowing, which is rare enough to warrant a mention. I wandered the streets (and alleys, which you probably already knew) of downtown.
This shot captures most of our skyline, as all three buildings (plus one steeple) rise above the field of pebbles left behind when a building was demolished to make way for – well, I guess for a field of pebbles.
Avenue Q and 13th Street
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 1.6.2013
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