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Drop box
But of course: of course I wouldn’t take a trip to Clovis without looking in some alleys.
Check this out: the white “drop box” letters are practically gone, and someone decided that THIS time around the letters were going to stay. So, now they are painted right on the brick. And include a handy line, in case you are unclear of where, exactly, this drop box may be located.
Just down from here, this is what I saw: under the drive-up canopy at the Bank of Clovis, a older model Mercedes coupe, red, with the top down and the hood up. And an older gentleman, in dress pants, a starched shirt, and a necktie, carefully wiping the dipstick after he’d checked the oil in the car. As I walked by, he lowered the hood. Glad everything was OK, oil-wise, with the car.
the first alley west of Main Street
Clovis, New Mexico
photographed 5.25.2013
Rhythm.
Yes, I did take an overnight trip to Clovis, New Mexico, just to take pictures of…well…whatever I could find. That’s the way I am.
I don’t know what anyone else – particularly my patient spouse, who served as Driver and Assistant on the trip – thinks about it, but when I saw this grain elevator, I knew the trip was worth it.
Clovis, New Mexico
photographed 5.25.2013
This
Another shot from Sudan, just a couple of blocks from the yard sale sign. Kind of a mystery, I think, about what “This” refers to, but I like it.
This entire block of buildings had once been busy; I saw evidence of a beauty shop, a video store, the Eastern Star place, some offices, and so on. But now: nothing was still in business and the roofs were caved in.
Good for photography; bad for the town.
Sudan, Texas
photographed 5.25.2013
It’s that kind of town
Yes, it is that kind of town.
The kind of town where you can put your church’s yard sale sign on a box in the middle of the main drag on a Saturday. And where people see “FBC” on the sign and automatically know that’s the Baptist church.
Sudan, Texas
photographed 5.25.2013
Rose. Dog.
Should you ever find yourself in Clovis, New Mexico, and in need of both dog training AND a headstone, this place makes it awfully convenient.
And, if you time it just right, while the dog’s getting groomed and the headstone’s getting carved, you could take a short drive up the street and around one corner to Twin Cronnies, a drive-in place that’s been there since 1952; it still has carhops, who deliver your order on those metal trays that hang from your car window.
Clovis, New Mexico
photographed 5.24.2013
