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It was curtains for this place

It was apparent that this place was no longer in use, which made those curtains that much sadder, somehow.

And look! Even more yucca.

House, New Mexico
photographed 5.25.2019

The Yucca Field

I suppose there is a good reason for a field of yucca to flourish, when all the surrounding spots are largely yucca-free. It’s just that I don’t know what it is.

(Here’s what I DO know: pants and/or snake boots would have been a less scratchy option than my skort-and-Converse outfit.) (And on a completely unrelated note, does anyone know where I could purchase snake boots?)

House, New Mexico
photographed 5.25.2019

The Methodists were a thrifty group

The street-facing side of this sign says “United Methodist Church,” a group that was formed in 1968 when the Methodists joined up with the United Evangelical Brethren. Since the old name (complete with old time Gothic lettering!) was on the back side of the sign, I assume that the church members saw no reason to get a whole new sign, when all they had to do was turn the old one around.

Methodists: reusing stuff before it was even a thing. (If only, as an organization, they were still that progressive. But don’t get me started on that.)

House, New Mexico
photographed 5.25.2019

3 ACs

If this church/parsonage combination were still in operation, it would be plenty cool in the summer.

(When I was a kid, we had these kind of air conditioners, which work by drawing air across water-dampened pads. They have a particular smell when they come on that I will forever associate with my childhood home on 28th Street.)

House, New Mexico
photographed 5.25.2019

From Apple Street

A sign on the main highway, that we’d passed by hundreds of times, is what led us (eventually)(finally) to House, New Mexico. For some reason, we’d never seen the benefit of taking a brief detour for no other reason than to see what was there. And obviously, this place isn’t for everyone, but I liked the view from the eastern-most street, looking south.

Fun Fact: when I was a kid, the highway sign pointing the way to House also pointed at an actual house. It was a source of great amusement to my mom, who’d be sad if she knew the house was gone. (And House is nearly gone, too, as far as that goes: the official population in 2017 was 63.)

House, New Mexico
photographed 5.25.2019

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