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Ancient Rocks and Air Travel
A friend of mine tipped me off about this otherworldly place; it’s just a few miles off the main highway but if you’re headed north, there’s not a sign to let you know it’s even there.
The middle part of the country is often referred to as “flyover country” and on this morning, the jets were busy doing just that.
Monument Rocks National Natural Landmark
near Oakley, Kansas
photographed 12.7.2020
At first light
We had to make a sad trip earlier this month, to Nebraska for my father-in-law’s funeral. (He got COVID and then it got him.) We spent the night in Kansas on the way up, and even though the trip was sad, the morning light was glorious.
Garden City, Kansas
photographed 12.7.2020
Weed
I was just messing around the other morning, shooting some razor wire and vapors and tumbleweeds, when I saw these little weeds, illuminated by the thin winter sunlight.
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 12.5.2020
myth disguised as fact
It seems like nearly every time a town in this part of Texas gets national media recognition, there will be a mention of tumbleweeds rolling down the streets at mid-day. (I presume a style manual somewhere mandates this tired reference.)
But, maybe it’s true? This tumbleweed was clearly in town when it got itself wedged between a fence and a utility pole.
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 12.5.2020
still surviving on the street
My reader(s) who live in cold climates would probably not be as enchanted as I was by this angular ice that I found the other morning in a gutter. But on the other hand, that same reader might be amazed at tomorrow’s post.
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 12.5.2020
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