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A precarious situation
My friend Donna Catterick and I spent some time exploring this old ice house. We’d walked under those tanks a few times before she noticed how much they were leaning.
It was an interesting coincidence that we were through shooting at almost the very same time she pointed out the precarious situation…
Roswell, New Mexico
photographed 5.10.2014
A marked trail
From this angle, it’s a little hard to know if those rocks are going up the trail to meet the storm, or coming down in an effort to escape it.
Of course, there’s always the possibility that they are just rocks, doing what rocks do: biding their time until they’ve eroded away.*
near Abiquiu, New Mexico
photographed 7.2.2014
*I actually don’t know if that’s how it works. My college geology class was a long time ago.
Arm Supply
Signage nearly always amuses me. Unless it’s got terrible errors, like using apostrophes to make something plural. Those signs just piss me off.
There used to be a pharmacy here in Lubbock that had interesting items listed on its marquee sign. The best one I ever saw had “Toilet Paper – 12/$3 – Listerine – $1 – Wheelchair – $399.” Because mouthwash and wheelchairs are both impulse purchases.
But I digress.
This place, from what I read, is where you’d want to go if you need livestock or perhaps another arm or two. That’s good to know. I guess.
Roswell, New Mexico
photographed 5.10.2014




