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Two poles
On my way to Roswell, I took a back road where there was almost no traffic; in Texas the speed limit was 75 mph, but when the road crossed into New Mexico, it dropped to 55 mph. That felt really slow, kind of like I’d never get where I was going.
But it also meant that I was able to see this and stop in time, without the usual pair of U-turns to get back to it.
Later, when I was back on the road, a pickup passed me, going so fast he would have been breaking the speed limit in Texas. I sped up, too. Except for these two poles, the rest were a blur.
Chaves County, New Mexico
photographed 5.9.2014
Use next door
When you go to Marfa, and if you find the Food Shark, and if after you’ve had lunch there you walk down the street that’s right there on the south side of the train tracks, you might catch this place, with its instructional sign and nice reflection of what the other side of town looks like.*
Marfa, Texas
photographed 1.18.2013
*My question is this: do you think, given the evidence presented, that four commas are too many in one sentence, or am I being too sensitive, or what?**
**Damn it. I did it again.
Fat’s (across the tracks)
Later in the day, I took a lot more shots of Fat’s (don’t worry – some of them will start showing up on the blog*), but this was the first one, taken from the other side of the tracks. (I don’t know which side would have been considered the “wrong” side; I kind of liked both sides.)
A couple of things about Fat’s – one is that name. It’s hard to imagine that a restaurant with the word “fat” in the name would be successful. And the other thing is that it did not appear to be still in business, a fact hinted at by that telephone pole’s shadow across the front door, sort of X-ing it out.
Roswell, New Mexico
photographed 5.10.2014
*A shameless ploy to entice you back, perhaps!




