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Perforations
Did you notice how I’d drifted away and posted some color photos? That was weird, wasn’t it?
Not get to all personal and stuff (because this isn’t that kind of blog), but things have been just the tiniest bit stressful of late*. And, in the midst of the stress, the photos that I was working on for the blog insisted on being in color. That might be a coincidence. Or, it might not. I really don’t know.
At any rate, for whatever the reason, maybe I’ve gotten that out of my system.
I saw these tanks on my fantastic photography weekend in Roswell, and liked how the shadow of the perforations on the walkway went from being in focus to out of focus as the tank curved away.
Roswell, New Mexico
photographed 4.10.2014
* “tiniest bit” = “very”
Repay you for the years
The late sun caught this sign* on the western edge of the town of Sundown, a fitting sentence, maybe, for a rainy weekend in the midst of great drought.
Sundown,Texas
photographed 5.24.2014
*It’s Biblical – Joel 2:25. In case you wondered. Full disclosure: I Googled it; it wasn’t something I just knew.
(You can see other photos from the Day of Driving and Photographing here, here, and here.)
This didn’t end well
There’d been a fire at this house; we could tell that much. Judging from the chunks of previously-molten glass and the one piece of aluminum that had melted into a silvery pancake, it was a hot fire. (Aluminum melts at 1,221 degrees, I found out later). Almost nothing remained to give us any clues about what rooms had been where (a pile of broken china might have shown us where the dining room was, but who could tell?) or how big or how old the place might have been.
It’s in a remote part of a remote county, and internet searches didn’t reveal anything about when it happened, or why, or to whom.
We hope everyone made it out.
Cochran County, Texas
photographed 5.24.2014
(This is the third photo from the Day of Driving and Photographing. You can see the first one here and the second one here.)
Urban forest (sort of)
If a “forest” can be defined as “a group of five or more trees within a metropolitan area” then I guess this might qualify. Even though it’s really just some elm trees that came up on their own – the way elms do – and no one did anything about it. And now, they’re big enough and close enough to the building that there’s probably some foundation damage. But I don’t think anyone cares about that, either.
Roswell, New Mexico
photographed 5.10.2014
The end of the line
The remains of the rail line looked skeletal, like dinosaur bones emerging from eroded dirt. But I guess what’s actually going on here is that what’s left of those old railroad ties is disintegrating into the ground and will eventually disappear.
Roswell, New Mexico
photographed 5.10.2014
