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You can figure out the story
A crossroads, a pair of crosses. It’s pretty easy to see what happened.
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 6.2.2016
“Nearly” is long enough
Those too-short curtains reminded me of my high school days, standing on the beige ottoman in the den while my mother pinned the hems in my dresses. It was the 1970s, so of course she never pinned them short enough to suit me. But I was resourceful, and predictably devious, and would always offer to sew the hems. At that point, it was just a matter of moving the pins up a inch* before I started sewing.
Amarillo, Texas
photographed 5.29.2016
*At least.
A mostly permanent situation
This sign gave me the impression the lot was more or less always for sale.
Amarillo, Texas
photographed 5.29.2016
Coffee Along Route 66
The sign on the door said “Open Tuesday.” It wasn’t clear if it referred to the upcoming Tuesday or a long-ago one.
I have my suspicions.
Amarillo, Texas
photographed 5.29.2016
Diesel and happy hour
It looks like all you can get here, at a no-name business, is part of some diesel and most of happy hour.
Kress, Texas
photographed 5.29.2016
