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One Dozen Sandbags
In addition to trying to always look around back, I also try to look down alleyways. And this is why: how else would I have ever noticed a dozen sandbags?
Lebanon, Tennessee
photographed 12.24.2021
Obelisks and a threatening sky
At some point (apparently) obelisks and tall statues were popular in cemeteries. This view makes me think that maybe the clouds are about to do battle with an obelisk/statue coalition…
Rose Hill Cemetery
Fayetteville, Tennessee
photographed 12.26.2021
Masonic Marmalade
Juxtaposition. That’s what I saw here. And an abandoned building. And a restaurant and lounge that didn’t appear to be in business. And some clouds. You know, just the usual things that I like to find.
Memphis, Tennessee
photographed 12.28.2021
Green (no relation) (probably)
Usually when I see cemeteries that are in disrepair, they’re little ones out in the country and I sort of feel like the relatives of the people buried there are themselves buried someplace and there’s no one left to take care of the place.
But this one? It was one of the most ragged cemeteries I’ve ever seen and it’s in Memphis, on Elvis Presley Boulevard. I noticed it because I was deliberately looking for non-shiny, non-touristy things along the fabled boulevard. And I’m not the only person who thinks it’s ragged: it’s got a one-star rating on Google.
Anyway, I don’t think the Greens buried here are related to me, but I don’t know that for sure.
Mt. Carmel Cemetery
Memphis, Tennessee
photographed 12.28.2021
Silhouette
I may as well just go ahead and admit that I did spend a few minutes lurking while I waited for the silhouette-person on the other side of the door to move just a little bit, to get a better image. Previous versions of my photographic self wouldn’t have even made the photo because I would have considered it to be tainted by having a person in the frame.
People change. Even photographers!
Nashville, Tennessee
photographed 12.24.2021
One Day | One Image 