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Trailer? Where?
Check this out: an abandoned trailer lined up on the horizon. And that post in front of it that’s lined up on the trailer’s door? Perfect!
I’m not trying to get all mushy and stuff, but when I see things like this, I know I am supposed to have a camera in my hand. I know I am supposed to be ever-watchful. I know I will average about 40 mph on road trips because I stop so often. And I know that, even as often as I’ve stopped, it still hasn’t been enough.
near Taiban, New Mexico
photographed 8.7.2011
But it doesn’t really matter, after all
Another commercial casualty in a town that’s got plenty of them. This was a place called Chinese Restaurant, so at least they had clarity of title working in their favor.
But it’s out of business, so that informative title doesn’t matter. And neither does the stern warning of NO FREE DELIVER.
Santa Rosa, New Mexico
photographed 5.5.2013
Here are some earlier posts from the same town:
Howdy to you, too
Deserts and color
Quarters only
Dilemma
Tall signs can’t save commerce. Or themselves.
Less than it was
“Business route” is optimistic
November 11
September 6
September 5
(I rather enjoy Santa Rosa.)
Inside my head
Another day of prowling the archives, and I found this, from a trip to England a few years ago.
It wasn’t the grandeur of the cathedral that caught my eye (though it certainly is grand), nor the beautiful music we heard (it was very nice), nor the vast amount of history associated with the place (the building was saved by a deep-sea diver?!)
Nope. It was the way the columns of the great cathedral reminded me of some grain elevators in New Mexico.
Inside my mind? Yeah, it’s scary in there.
Winchester Cathedral
photographed 10.2007
I’m on vacation. And on vacation from the internet. Please go ahead and comment; I’ll get caught up with reading what you’ve got to say, and replying, sometime after July 7.
An unfortunate name
I don’t think choosing a name that includes the word “fear” was a good idea for a hair salon, but maybe I am just being too sensitive.
Am I missing a hair-related pun? You know, something along the lines of The Hair Em, Julius Scissor Hair Design, or Hair Force One (all actual names)?
Or am I still freaking out from that one bad perm back in the 80s? (Also: is the term “bad perm” redundant? What about “bad pun”? Also redundant? Judges?)
Clovis, New Mexico
photographed 5.25.2013
Watchful
There I am walking along a long block between grain elevators and the railroad tracks, when I start to have an odd feeling. Like someone’s looking at me. I shake it off, thinking I am just letting the large numbers of pigeons get to me (I don’t like pigeons; there’s something about their cooing that really bothers me). But still, I feel it – someone is watching me.
I have no idea where that was coming from….
Clovis, New Mexico
photographed 5.25.2013
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