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i am not clear on what was happening
I saw this one drizzly morning. It looked sort of…combustible…so I kept going.
Or, what I mean to say is that I made a few photos and THEN kept going. But you knew that part.
New Orleans, Louisiana
photographed 4.12.2023
morning light
I am fortunate that my real job gives me travel opportunities and I try to always use these work trips to grab a few photos.
I saw this scene one morning in New Orleans, only about three blocks from where I worked when I was in grad school. In those days, way up on the fourth floor of an office building, we had a daily view of construction of one span of the bridge you can see here. I’d never seen it from this angle before, and how nice of the sunlight to land right there on that little piece of wall…sometimes NOLA will hand you a gift.
New Orleans, Louisiana
photographed 4.14.2023
day/night: the orbs
Seriously: how did this get stuck in the ol’ archives for approximately 1,153 days before I noticed that I liked it? There are times that it seems maybe common sense has just evaporated from my brain, and this is one of those times.
Oklahoma City, Oklahoma
photographed 11.24.2021
after the harvest
I know the traditional time to go to the Palouse to photograph the famous rolling hills of wheat is in the early summer, when it’s green and lush.
So, naturally I went in September*, when it was brown and dusty. (In that way, it reminded me of home.) I liked seeing the patterns in the fields and the distant columns of dust rising from a harvesting operation.
near Farmington, Washington
photographed 9.3.2020
*I didn’t just wind up there in September: I went then on purpose.
bird + bus stop
Heat. And then some more heat. That was my main impression of Barstow. It was the kind of heat that dried everything out, that bleached the color until it wasn’t there.
But hey! At least people waiting for the bus got some good shade.
Route 66
Barstow, California
photographed 6.2.2023
One Day | One Image 