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Cemetery Corner

I don’t always photograph cemeteries; it just looks that way.

Fun fact: my Uncle Donald was from O’Donnell, and when I was a kid I was almost positive that the town was called O’Donald. I may have been disappointed to learn the truth.

O’Donnell, Texas
photographed 7.13.2020

Nothing lasts forever

The saddest part of any cemetery is this right here: the gathered up dead or damaged flowers and other mementos that families have left.

O’Donnell, Texas
photographed 7.13.2020

Each unhappy family

You know that famous line from Anna Karenina “Happy families are all alike; every unhappy family is unhappy in its own way.”? From the looks of the message spray-painted on this truck, I would assume that this family had found yet another way to be unhappy.

O’Donnell, Texas
photographed 7.13.2020

Curled Dirt and Hydrant

You can tell by looking at the cracked and curled dirt in the gutter that it’s been a while since any significant rain has fallen on O’Donnell. And apparently that hydrant doesn’t even care.

(Also, it was a toasty 112° that day. And windy. So it was rather like being inside a convection oven.)

O’Donnell, Texas
photographed 7.13.2020

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