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Truck and field

The other Sunday, the Patient Spouse and I went for a drive; I was looking for a cemetery called the Old Emma Cemetery, which turned out to be about a quarter-mile drive through a cotton field. As is often the case, the photo I thought I was going to get while I was there wasn’t the thing that caught my attention. How could I resist this image, of the truck cab and the flat field beyond…

Crosby County, Texas
photographed 5.28.2017

Everything changes.

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The weather forecast said it would be in the low 70s, so it was only because I was lazy that I even had a coat with me – it had been left in my car from the previous bit of cold weather. I had some activities for work about an hour’s drive from Lubbock, and I took my camera (of course!), planning to take advantage of the promised nice weather. The work activities – a couple of ribbon-cuttings – were held outdoors and the weather got steadily colder as the day progressed. By the time I left, the temperature was in the high 40s.

When I stopped to take this picture, the thermometer on my car said it was 45 degrees. When I got to the next town, only nine miles away, it was 54 degrees. And when I got back to Lubbock, 30 miles from where I took the picture, it was, as promised, in the low 70s.

Everything changes. Even the weather.

Lately – as perhaps you’ve noticed – I’ve been in a musical mood. Here’s a Bruce Cockburn song:

Make me a bed of fond memories
Make me to lie down with a smile
Everything that rises afterward falls
But all that dies has first to live.

As longing becomes love
As night turns to day
Everything changes
Joy will find a way

Bruce Cockburn – Joy will Find a Way (A Song About Dying)

Ralls Cemetery
Ralls, Texas
photographed 1.31.2014

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