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passing airport time, #2
Goodness – where did the middle of that person go? It feels like seeing the inside of a magic trick.
(In addition to reading a book* while I waited for my flight, I also made a few photos. That first thing might surprise you, but the second one won’t. I’m pretty sure.)
Tulsa, Oklahoma
photographed 4.6.2024
*I read Three by Valérie Perrin, which met my criteria of being long – 550 pages – and being a paperback. I bought it at Magic City Books in Tulsa, which is an awesome bookstore that you ought to visit.
passing airport time, #1
It is not even possible for me to be bored at an airport, as long as I’ve got a camera.
I passed time the other day at the Albuquerque airport testing out (or, really, playing with) a Zeiss 21mm lens that my friend David loaned to me. And this is what it saw.
Albuquerque, New Mexico
photographed 4.4.2024
it gets worse from here
Sun and wind and time have not been kind to this grave-side flag. And it is only going to get worse unless someone steps in to replace it.
Ojo Caliente, New Mexico
photographed 3.31.2024
gravel
Say you and your friend are out for the day, photographing all the cool things you can find.
And say that it’s nearing the end of the day and you’re both getting tired and ready to be home and it’s getting easier and easier to talk yourselves out of stopping.
And, then, say you pass by the abandoned gravel place in a tiny town…
Regina, New Mexico
photographed 3.31.2024
santa rosa’s cross
Spanish settlers came to this area in the 1700s, bringing their Catholic faith with them.
These adobe walls are what remains from the Santa Rosa de Lima de Abiquiú church; the sign in front suggests the building dates from 1734. It’s gradually melting away, the way roofless adobe buildings do, which definitely makes it worthy of a photo stop.
As I always do when I am in the presence of ancient adobe, I placed the palms of my hand against the old walls for a moment. I could feel the scratch of straw from the adobe, the warmth radiating back into my hand, and – maybe – some of the spirit of the place.
near Abiquiú, New Mexico
photographed 3.31.2024
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