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Spring arrives, a drop at a time
First of all: I realize that what I consider a “lot of snow” is a laughably small amount for people who live where it actually DOES snow.
Second: I don’t like to be cold.
So, this four-part series that kicks off today is out of the ordinary. It means that it snowed enough here to be noticeable. And that, when it did, I went outside and made some photos.
I am starting with the one that offers the most hope of spring. I may not be the only one who needs the reminder that the seasons will unfold as they are supposed to.
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 2.28.2015
Openings
For reasons that are both too lengthy and too personal to get into, I have a strong emotional attachment to this part of Lubbock County. And so, when there was a chance to purchase property on the very road where my attachment is strongest, of course we took it. Our plan was to build a house out there, but a few circumstances, combined with our complete inability to make decisions*, have meant that the property’s been waiting on us for nine years.
One of these days…one of these days, the time will be right to make the decisions and to make the move. It’s just not now.
But our time will open and a new life on the rim will someday unfold.
Until then, the hut** that came with the place works steadily to become invisible.
Yellowhouse Canyon, Texas
photographed 1.17.2015
*To my readers with good memories: yes, there ARE architects in the family. That actually makes it harder to make decisions. I am sure normal people would have been living out there for years by now.
**The window on the far left is also seen here.




