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chain/link
On the far side of this cemetery, there was a little metal shelter, with three benches. Two sides of the shelter had chains across them.
So, for a change in scenery, I laid down on one of the benches and tilted my head far enough back that I was seeing things upside down. And this is what it looked like.
Hollene Cemetery
Hollene, New Mexico
photographed 8.31.2025
the sacred heart
This feels like a Typical Western Image™, with the white church, set on the top of a dry hill, squinting into the afternoon sun, with nothing else around. And rendered in black and white.
But I took the photo anyway.
Nara Visa, New Mexico
photographed 8.31.2025
room to make the big mistakes
“There’s nothing to see.”
“It’s so flat.”
“It’s boring.”
“The openness is weird.”
(All incorrect statements about the Plains.)
Hollene Cemetery
Hollene, New Mexico
photographed 8.31.2025
no diving
On the way down the hotel hallway to get this photograph, I had a conversation with a gentleman whose keycard didn’t work. He was heading back to the lobby to get it fixed; he was philosophical about it, saying, “Oh, well. I like to walk.”
But then when I stopped to get this photo, I caught a certain look (of terror, or confusion) in his eyes. And I don’t think it’s my imagination that he walked a little faster…
Vega, Texas
photographed 8.31.2025
mt. olive
I was in Sudan (the town, not the country) the other Sunday morning. This church seems to be abandoned, but there was some preachin’ going on a block away in the town square. It was echoey and I couldn’t make out words but I knew it was a sermon from the cadence of it.
Oh, and also, I’d already driven by and seen it.
Sudan, Texas
photographed 8.31.2025
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