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Terri Hendrix’s Guitar
Almost twenty years ago, my friend Darryl called to invite me to a concert; he said the musician was great and would be worth the drive (90 miles, one way). I turned him down, because it was in the middle of the week and I didn’t want to get home that late. Darryl, never one to take no for an answer, kept asking and asking until it was finally easier to give in.
And so it was that on that night in Nazareth, Texas, I became a fan of Terri Hendrix and her music and have followed her career ever since. Recently, she and her musical partner, the incomparable Lloyd Maines stopped by Lubbock to perform at a house concert.
(Another thing that happened at that house concert is that I was called on stage to sing the chorus of the encore song. My singing out loud in public actually violated several local ordinances, mostly dealing with nuisance noises, but I wasn’t arrested or anything. Also, I stood as far away from the mic as I could get.)
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 7.15.2016
The Bottom of the Storm
Sometimes, especially when the sun’s at a low angle, the bottoms of thunderclouds look even more dramatic than the tops of them do.
Yellowhouse Canyon, Texas
photographed 5.13.2016
What “out of business” looks like
When the voters in Levelland approved alcohol sales in the city limits, this out-on-the-highway liquor store lost its reason for existence.
Opdyke West, Texas
photographed 4.23.2016
The biggest plowboy
I just knew that you’d been wondering where, exactly, the biggest plowboy in Texas was located, and as luck would have it, I was able to find him for you.
Roscoe, Texas
photographed 3.20.2016
Beverage Station
Sometimes, you can just tell by the name of the place that there was some sort of drama involved. Like this café I went to in San Antonio – The Original Blanco Café. I was hoping the inclusion of “original” in the name was a veiled reference to some sort of acrimonious split, but a glance at Google seems to indicate that this is the first of two or three other locations of the same restaurant.
So much for drama.
Unless you want to count the lovely drama of the beverage station, with the bucket of lemons, the framed photograph on the wall, and the stacks of glasses.
The Original Blanco Café
San Antonio, Texas
photographed 5.21.2016
