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taller than a mountain

The thing is that Texans sort of do like to claim tumbleweeds as our own, even as we complain about them. When I have to mow over them, I will always think of them as “those bastards” because their tough, woody stalks seem to be stronger than the rotating blade of a riding lawn mower. But there’s a sort of perverse pride in them – in their quantity and size. So spotting this tumbleweed, the most gigantic one I’d ever seen, in California? It’s taking me a while to process my emotions…

Mecca, California
photographed 2.13.2022

marching on

In the thin early-morning light, the birds are not yet on the move. The water is still. The rhythms of the utility poles (and their reflections) seem to be timeless and endless.

Sonny Bono National Wildlife Refuge, California
photographed 2.12.2022

in bottles

Goodness – there was a lot going on with that one vending machine. It had a water fountain! You use it at your own risk! The Cokes cost a dime! And they came in bottles!

Calipatria, California
photographed 2.11.2022

El Sol and a shopper

A recent version of my photographic self would have not liked it that the masked gentleman walked into the frame. New Me, however, thought, “Well, why not?” and when ahead and decided to like-enough-to-post an image with three quarters of a person in it.

Brawley, California
photographed 2.12.2022

Keith, ready to dance

Our fantastic tour leader Keith Skelton, posing in the doorway of a place that promised dancing and cocktails.

Sadly, we were not able to enjoy either one, as the place had been gutted by a fire. But it was OK: even for a photographer as talented as Keith, it’s gotta be hard to dance AND drink AND make photos all at the same time.

Brawley, California
photographed 2.12.2022