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Lizard + Shack
Day eight, of an eight-day trip – that’s when the Patient Spouse became the Spouse. As I pulled the car over (after making a u-turn to get to back to this spot), he said, “I think I need to find something to do where you have to stand around and watch me.”
Message received.
But I still made this shot. You’d’ve done the same thing – who could pass up the lizard and that shack?
Trinidad, Colorado
photographed 8.30.2016
Dusty ghosts of time
Sometimes when I make these through-dirty-windows shots, I don’t know what’s going to show up in the image. Like this one – I didn’t expect the statues down there at the front of the church. Or that card table.
what’s left of the Catholic church
Trinchera, Colorado
photographed 9.5.2016
The occasional picnic
My dad was born in this little town, almost 93 years ago. Our trip fell shortly before the one-year anniversary of his death and I was strangely drawn to the place. I wanted to look at my great-grandmother’s grave. You know what? I needed to look at it; somehow I thought that connection would make things feel more right*.
After that, we took advantage of the picnic tables provided by the town, for the use of the occasional traveler, and had lunch before we continue home.
Branson, Colorado
photographed 9.5.2016
*Did it? No, I don’t think it did, really.
American Agriculture
My good friend Brett Erickson often speaks of the importance of finding (and photographing, of course) metaphors.
And, so, here’s one view of the future of American agriculture, where the newest thing in the entire scene is the container from a Japanese-based shipping company.
Campo, Colorado
photographed 8.30.2016
Flower/tub
I believe this old tub has seen many generations of late-summer sunflowers come and go.
Trinchera, Colorado
photographed 9.5.2016
