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rodeo practice
My New England visitors and I missed the rodeo, which started just two nights after we were in town.
However, we were like moths drawn to the flame of arena lights across the road and went over to see what was going on. A very nice woman, who was holding a clipboard (the universal sign that a person is Definitely In Charge), let us hang around and watch the riders practicing the grand entry.
And like a lot of things that just fall into place, it was a highlight of our trip.
Post, Texas
photographed 8.6.2024
the dawn of the adventure
Sometimes the most random events end up connecting themselves in ways that you couldn’t even have imagined, but when you think back on everything it somehow seems perfectly logical and even inevitable.
This is one of those things. I’ll spare you the whole chronology, and will say that this moment captured right here is the result of a bunch of pieces of things that started lining themselves up fifteen years ago.
This was start of a big adventure, when my friends Don Toothaker and Chuck Doughty came to Texas from Massachusetts* and we spent a delightful run of days driving around, stopping for photographs, laughing, talking, stopping for photographs, and then, when we thought about it, we’d also stop for photographs.
It was the best time. And we hope it was the first time of a series of similar drives.
Lubbock County, Texas
photographed 8.3.2024
*Ha! Ha! Yes! I did get them to come to Texas in August!!


