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“These shoes have walked some strange streets.”
So, these shoes. These giant shoes that I found hanging on a stop sign on Fabrication Avenue in Dallas. Goodness.
You may recall how I sometimes link photos with seemingly-random lyrics (usually from Bruce Cockburn). The only surprise here is that the Cockburn lyrics that came to mind here could actually apply to these shoes: These shoes have walked some strange streets. (from “The Gift.”)
Also, later that very same day, guess who I saw in concert? Bruce Cockburn. Did he play “The Gift” that night? Yes, he did. I love it when stuff like this happens.
along Fabrication Avenue
Dallas, Texas
photographed 4.14.2018
PS: If you want to see these shoes in color, head over to my Instagram (I’m melgal) and scroll down a ways. You’ll probably easily spot the image…
Window: destruction
Somewhere along the way, the big windows on the front of the old school building were filled in with glass block. Naturally, I looked through the broken one, and spotted an adobe wall on the far side. I enjoyed the differences in textures.
Causey, New Mexico
photographed 3.30.2018
The graffiti houses of Portales: Coupe de Grâce
Another dead elm tree delivers the coup de grâce to an abandoned farmhouse. The only difference here is that this particular house has been decorated, for reasons that I can’t know.*
near Portales, New Mexico
photographed 3.30.2018
*My little granddaughter, Bennett, used to say “I can’t know.” when she really meant she didn’t know. It was a sad day when she moved on from that, but I’ve decided to carry the “I can’t know” torch for her.
Why we can’t have nice things
Don’t. Just don’t. Don’t turn the sofa over. Don’t leave your beer can on the counter. Don’t leave all that trash on the floor.
And don’t leave the curtains open so photographers can look inside.*
Causey, New Mexico
photographed 3.30.2018
*For the record, I only look inside places I am sure are vacant.




