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in this rosy light

An oil lamp. A cowboy hat. Rough stone walls. Unmatched chairs.

(A summation of the development of ranching in Texas.)

National Ranching Heritage Center
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 3.8.2026

look how far the light came

The exact light that landed on those beds was the exact light I needed. It was never precisely like this before and will never be this way again.

Or, as Bruce Cockburn says “Look how far the light came/to paint you this way.”

National Ranching Heritage Center
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 3.8.2026

the unfriendly playground

I suppose using leftover rebar and expanded metal and pipes is a cost-effective way to make playground equipment. And this is beside a small church, which was no doubt working on a budget that only had room for donated materials and volunteer labor.

There are a few safety concerns, though, with such unforgiving materials.

But, naturally, the main thing I thought about was how “Suffer the little children”* was taking on a whole new meaning.

Levelland, Texas
photographed 2.28.2026

*Matthew (19:14), Mark (10:14), and Luke (18:16) all reported it. John was silent on the matter.

monday – friday

All I know about Jonathan, who died at this rural intersection, are his birth and death dates.

He was born on a Monday and died on a Friday.

Separate from his cross, there were three others; they were wooden and unmarked.

Lynn County, Texas
photographed 2.28.2026

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“So, what do you photograph?” – a frequent question I get.
 
I usually don’t get into how very much I love to find abandoned places that include reflections of whatever is behind me. But, yeah: that’s what I photograph.
 
Tahoka, Texas
photographed 2.28.2026
PS – Sometimes I’ll say I document the decline of small towns on the High Plains of Texas as a symbol of greater declines in environmental and societal safety that are mirrored across the country. Other times, I’ll say “rural towns” and if I’m really in a mood, I say “old crap I find.” It’s too hard to explain my deal with reflections.