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Aground
So many things here that I can’t explain.
- This boat is part of a land-based flotilla.
- The flotilla is moored on some vacant land between a church and a cotton gin.
- A cotton gin in the middle of a town isn’t especially normal.
- No boat trailers? How’d they get here?
- Why?
And there’s at least one thing the people in the house across the street can’t explain.
- Why is that crazy woman over there taking pictures of the boats?
Levelland, Texas
photographed 3.24.2016
How to get closer to God
Apparently all it takes is a couple of ladders.
Primera Iglesia Bautista
Levelland, Texas
photographed 3.24.2016
Trash talker
Yep, I went to a parking garage to see what I could see. And I saw a trash can and a sign pointing toward the emergency phone.
Also, some nicely-textured concrete, the light bouncing around the roof joists, and a dusty sky.
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 3.24.2016
Table in the bar, with candle
On Wednesdays my friends and I meet for drinks after work. We usually get the big sofa in the corner, but on this particular Wednesday, it was occupied by someone else.
That wasn’t as bad as I thought: it gave me a not-noticed-before view of this little table.
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 3.23.2016
PS – OF COURSE you’re invited to join us. Maybe today we can reclaim the sofa.
