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Leaving may be the best option
I don’t know. It seemed like an OK place to me. It’s not like I spent a bunch of time there chatting up the residents or anything – I was mostly just taking pictures. It seems like the highway signs are pretty anxious for travelers to just keep moving along, though.
Maybe I was lucky to escape.
Tatum, New Mexico
photographed 5.12.2014
East Side 13
Well, there were a lot of things to like in THIS place. That mysterious East Side 13 message on the door, the big wooden spools stored inside, the way that board is cut on each end to have the proper angle, the promise of escape way in the back.
The dogs across the street weren’t too happy that I stopped and looked around, but here’s the deal: they were inside a fenced yard and I wasn’t. We agreed to disagree about my being there, and eventually I left.
Spur’s not a big place – 1200 people, 1.6 square miles. I like it. You’ve seen it before, here on the blog (My favorite building and For safekeeping).
The folks I know in Spur are mighty friendly, so if you’re in the area, stop in and say hello.
Spur, Texas
photographed 3.26.2014
Perforations
Did you notice how I’d drifted away and posted some color photos? That was weird, wasn’t it?
Not get to all personal and stuff (because this isn’t that kind of blog), but things have been just the tiniest bit stressful of late*. And, in the midst of the stress, the photos that I was working on for the blog insisted on being in color. That might be a coincidence. Or, it might not. I really don’t know.
At any rate, for whatever the reason, maybe I’ve gotten that out of my system.
I saw these tanks on my fantastic photography weekend in Roswell, and liked how the shadow of the perforations on the walkway went from being in focus to out of focus as the tank curved away.
Roswell, New Mexico
photographed 4.10.2014
* “tiniest bit” = “very”




