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Satellite
I spend around an hour and half every day in my car, driving back and forth to work. I listen to the radio* all the time. I have a lot of random lyrics stuck in my head.
Sometimes those lyrics pop up when I am not expecting them. Like when I saw this house and its four satellite dishes, and there was Dave Matthews in my head, singing:
Satellite dish in my yard
Tell me more, tell me more
Who’s the king of your Satellite Castle?
If you want this song in YOUR head (and who wouldn’t want that, really?), here’s a handy link.
Slaton, Texas
photographed 1.25.2014
*This is neither here nor there (probably), but I listen to satellite radio.
Scene (not seen)
I’ve had this idea in my head for a long time; it finally made enough noise that I couldn’t ignore it any longer.
Who knows if what we see is real? Or what else might be there that we miss? Or what’s real?
Castro County, Texas
photographed 1.29.2012
Angel branches
If you ask me, the best thing to see in Chicago is the Graceland Cemetery; its website proclaims it to be a Chicago treasure, and I certainly agree with that.
I was glad I visited early in the spring, before the trees had leafed out – otherwise I’d have not seen this angel, or at least not seen her this way.
I’ve posted other shots from this cemetery, including illustrating what acid rain does to statues, an odd combination of flowers and a serpent, and a statue that inspired a poem.
If you go, be sure to stop off at the office, where you can get a map showing the location of the most famous dead people there. You’ll be surprised at how many you’ve heard of.
Graceland Cemetery
Chicago, Illinois
photographed 4.16.2013
A substantial sky, 2
Another substantial sky, as a follow up to this one.
When I was in Chicago last spring, I was able to check out a bit of the city between sessions at my conference*. One afternoon, I went to Navy Pier to see what I could see. Maybe I was there on the wrong day, or in the wrong season: there wasn’t too much going on.
Oh, except for that storm.
Chicago, Illinois
photographed 4.15.2013
*I really did go to the sessions.
Fence. Line(s). Again.
Stylistically (and functionally, too, probably) this fence is the opposite of this one, which I spotted in an alley (if you can imagine).
Of course I like the corrugated metal (who doesn’t like corrugated metal?), but for some reason that rock in the front of the fence is my favorite part of the scene. Maybe it’s casing the joint, planning on coming back later to bust some other rocks out from the other side of the fence.
(It could be just a rock, but that’s boring.)
Marfa, Texas
photographed 1.18.2014
