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bottom of the barrel
The first time I ever looked into a cemetery trash barrel I felt guilty, like I was intruding on something I didn’t need to know about.
And maybe I was.
But I still do look inside of them. This one that I saw the other day in Oklahoma made me sad: all that’s left of someone’s birthday wishes to their beloved, deceased person was an R and an I. That’s not much, is it?
Mountain View Cemetery
Mountain View, Oklahoma
photographed 4.25.2026
night/terror
No surprise to anyone that’s seen more than, say, four of my photos: I can’t go very long without posting some kind of a reflection. And for some reason, hotel rooms have the best reflections.
So, while the conference I attended may not have been particularly helpful for my real job*, the hotel room views did provide some nice opportunities to make images.
Frisco, Texas
photographed 4.27.2026
*My real job – grants writer. And I SURE ENOUGH went to a session on using AI to write grants. It felt a little bit (or a lot) like spying on my competition.
discombobulation
Photo recipe:
- Get a room on the 7th floor of the hotel
- Stand at the window with the curtains closed behind you* to eliminate (most of) the reflections
- Take a few-ish intentional camera movement photos
- Then choose two of them to layer into one image
- Decide to mirror the resulting image
- And THEN decide to mirror the mirrored image
And there you go.
Frisco, Texas
photographed 4.29.2026
*Which I am sure looks completely sketchy to anyone who happens to look up. But it’s dark, so maybe they won’t notice?
con-, de-, in-, pro-, pre-scription
What I like about travel is that you can always learn something new.
For example, I have spent my ENTIRE LIFE thinking the term was “prescription”…and then I went to Oklahoma
Roosevelt, Oklahoma
photographed 6.25.2026
PS – I was reminded of this quote from The Office: I’m not superstitious, but I am a little stitious.”
One Day | One Image 