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fountain cleaner

This guy had what looked like an endless task: he was scooping fall leaves out of the fountain. He was doing a good job and all, but it must have been a little disheartening when he stood up and stretched out his back and then saw how many more leaves were still on the trees.

Ross Fountain
Edinburgh, Scotland
photographed 11.3.2023

sliding sideways

Meanwhile, over at the pallet factory, the pallets are stacked almost to the sky. They’re tilting a little bit, too, but I guess that’s not anything to worry about…

Lubbock, Texas
photographed 5.30.2025

booker t

On the far southeast corner of Lubbock there is a ten-street neighborhood that’s an unusual mix of vacant houses, vacant lots, new houses, well-kept houses, and not-so-well-kept houses. It has a street named Quetzal, which is the national bird of Guatemala and a totally awesome name for a street. (Quetzal Street is between Peach and Redwood: Lubbock is big on alphabetical street names.) It has a church. And it also has an (apparently abandoned) American Legion post.

If the neighborhood itself has a name, neither I nor Google maps are aware of it.

Lubbock, Texas
photographed 5.30.2025

the murder road

Probably because I’ve lived almost my whole life in places that are mostly treeless, an area that has more than six trees makes me immediately suspicious that something bad has happened in there. Or if it hasn’t happened, it’s because it is about to happen.

So naturally, I assumed this is a murder road. Or, you know, will be one at some point.

Lubbock, Texas
photographed 5.30.2025

tools of the trade

I can’t even begin to understand everything we saw during the Sant’Agata procession. Devotees in the streets purchase candles (yard long ones, not like little American birthday candles) which are handed up as offerings to the men on the candalore ((gilded wooden constructions). At various points during the three-day long procession, the parade stops while candles are removed in order to make way for more. At one of these stops, we stood behind a pair of priests and I had plenty of time to work on an image of this wooden rosary and its shadow.

Catania, Sicily
photographed 2.4.2025