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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
braille-ish
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 3.4.2026
it all comes down to nothing
The great poet/philosopher Dave Matthews wrote “it all comes down to nothing” – and really, sometimes that is exactly what happens. You thought maybe things were headed one way, and all of a sudden you look and it’s all just an empty beer bottle and some plastic knives on the ground behind a closed-down bar.
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 1.17.2026
one’s a perfect number
Here’s some junk I saw on the ground the other day – it’s in front of a street-side memorial across from the police station in downtown Lubbock, if you’re looking for it…
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 1.17.2026
the string band got a cold gig
To save time, I’ve shortened the name of my new favorite book* to WNoCwaaaaaatrihutthAASpZBCMaMAtaesfwkitAVAMK. No need to thank me.
This is a lovely piece of public art, made by BC Gilbert, called the Friendly Cowboy Western String Band (or, if you want, TFCWSB.) The guy on the left is definitely Colour 76, Dutch Orange, which as you probably already know is “the orange yellow of Werner…gamboge yellow, with carmine.” It resembles, of course, the Seedpod of the Spindle-tree.
the snow day series
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 1.24.2026
*More commonly known as simply Werner’s Nomenclature of Colours, but it’s got one hell of a subtitle.
One Day | One Image 