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Vanishing Point
An illustration of the term “vanishing point.” And also sort of a pun, thrown in because I figured you deserved something silly on a day like today.
near Allmon, Texas
photographed 4.21.2020
Where it’s always Christmas (even in April)
I am pretty sure you knew I’d try to find a window so I could see inside that church from yesterday.
Carr’s Chapel Methodist Church
near Allmon, Texas
photographed 4.21.2020
Carr’s Chapel, 1914
We took a meandering drive the other day and happened across this tiny roadside church. If the plaque on the door is correct – and why wouldn’t it be? – the church has been there for 106 years. That’s a long time for this part of the world.
near Allmon, Texas
photographed 4.21.2020
October 31
Floydada: 4 of 4
(All the way back in the last century, my son, Nathan, was ill*, and as a result our family participated in a Make a Wish trip. His friend Dennis went with us on the trip. We went on the annual Wish Flight, where kids from all around the country were flown to Dallas, then to Orlando, via a chartered plane. Nathan and Dennis decided to amuse themselves by pretending we were going to Floydada [a small town on the Texas High Plains], rather than Florida. They videotaped various participants in the event – the CEO of American Airlines, a Dallas Cowboys cheerleader, flight attendants, etc. – talking about how excited they were to be going to FLOYDADA. It was funnier, maybe, than it sounds, but I have a warm place in my heart for Floydada because of their crazy antics.)
Floydada, Texas
* He’s fine now.
photographed 3.9.2012
One Day | One Image 