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lilies, considered
On the front end of a recent trip, we encountered a cemetery that was home to approximately all the stickers in the entire world; it was in a town called Old Dime Box.
On the way back to the airport at the other end of the trip, we found a well-organized and manicured cemetery; it was in a town called Dime Box.
Go figure.
St. John’s Lutheran Cemetery
Dime Box, Texas
photographed 6.15.2024
when the weeds take over
It took two tries to find the country cemetery. The first try took us through a little loop that looked as sketchy as anything I’ve seen in sketchy towns, so while we could see the cemetery from where we were and it was theoretically possible to walk over to it, we noped our way out of that particular plan.
And then, we did find the cemetery, and it was home to the world’s largest sticker farm so my usual aimless wandering was not exactly workable.
As a sort of consolation plan, we stopped by this abandoned tractor and I was able to take as many as three sticker-free steps and get the shot. Finally! A win!
Old Dime Box*, Texas
photographed 6.13.2024
*Actual town name.
angel, three twigs, and an ant
Here’s a cemetery angel with what appears to be three twigs growing out of her face. There’s a huge ant crawling up her arm but it was the whole chin-twig situation that caused me to make the photo.
And also why do you suppose that angel wings are always depicted in sort of a partially-open pose, like a bird that’s just landed and hasn’t had time to fold away its wings? (Oh, yes: that is actually a thing I wasted some time thinking about. It’s stuff like this that clutters up my mind and distracts me from thinking about things that are important and/or have actual answers.)
Old City Cemetery
Caldwell, Texas
photographed 6.13.2024



