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The watery grave
I came here to spend the night inside the walls of a Spanish fort, Presidio la Bahía, which dates from the 1740s. But before I sequestered myself for the night, I spent a little time exploring the nearby town of Goliad. That’s how I found this tiny, unnamed cemetery. Eventually all these cemeteries start to look the same, so I was disinclined to stop and make some photos. But then I saw that sprinkler perched on the stone wall. It reminded me of my very favorite book Traveling Sprinkler, by Nicholson Baker.
Goliad, Texas
photographed 5.6.2019
Presidio Parkway Tunnel (from a convertible)
If you combine
– a long day of driving
– a convertible with the top down
– a bored-ish passenger
– a tunnel
– a camera
this is what you’ll end up with.
I knew you’d want to know.
Presidio Parkway Tunnel
San Francisco, California
photographed 4.16.2019
Technicolor Dream-Truck
With apologies to Tim Rice and Andrew Lloyd-Weber:
It was red and yellow and green and brown
And scarlet and black and ochre and peach
And ruby and olive and violet and fawn
And lilac and gold and chocolate and mauve
And cream and crimson and silver and rose
And azure and lemon and russet and grey
And purple and white and pink and orange
And red and yellow and green and brown and
Scarlet and black and ochre and peach
And ruby and olive and violet and fawn
And lilac and gold and chocolate and mauve
And cream and crimson and silver and rose
And azure and lemon and russet and grey
And purple and white and pink and orange
And blue
Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat
Lombard Street
San Francisco, California
photographed 4.16.2019
Fenced mountains
This? Oh, this is just a little view from the Point Reyes peninsula toward Tomales Bay and the rest of California, all held at bay by a fence.
Point Reyes National Seashore
photographed 4.16.2019
Triad: white lines
There’s not much to add to this: I saw some white lines and made a photo.
Point Reyes National Seashore
photographed 4.16.2019
