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The Picnic Shelter (culturally appropriated)
Well…so…this is a real thing that I saw. It’s very near the location of the last battle of the Comanche tribe (which is often regarded as the end of the “Indian Wars” in the United States).
I’ll just leave it at that.
Dickens, Texas
photographed 12.26.2017
Ranch Gate
What I Did the Other Day:
1. Drove along skinny rural roads, looking for something to photograph.
2. Drove right by this the first time.
3. A few miles later, thinking, “Wait. Was that a skull on the gate back there?”
4. U-turn.
5. Photos, until the dogs across the road started to get a little too aggressive for me.
Turns out that it was.
near Roaring Springs, Texas
photographed 12.26.2017
A lot of people live here
In 2015, I took a trip to Nova Scotia, and posted some of the photos when I got returned. A lot of them, though, were held back for a project that I was working on. That project is (I think)(I hope) about done, which means there is a whole set of NS images still to be posted.
And here’s one, a three-shot pano of Hillcrest Cemetery in Lunenberg.
Lunenberg, Nova Scotia
photographed 8.3.2015
We are sorry (we are)
“I am very fond of the out-of-business sign on the door, and the way it takes on a sort of beat-poet vibe,” the photographer said as she snapped her fingers and yearned for a beret.
Crosbyton, Texas
photographed 12.20.2017
Fancy Ketchup
After a trip to Nebraska, my friend Andy wrote the first two lines of a poem about the state:
God bless Nebraska, where everyone is nice.
God bless Nebraska, where ketchup is a spice.
What I don’t know is if Nebraska has actual Fancy Ketchup, the way this recently-departed Dairy Queen did.
Crosbyton, Texas
photographed 12.20.2017
