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something is amiss
Sometimes you work hard to find some kind of a metaphor in a possible photo.
And then other times, the metaphor is just RIGHT THERE on a silo that is falling in on itself, and becoming unstable. It’s probably only a matter of time until the whole thing collapses.
near Friona, Texas
photographed 8.31.2025
but treasures slowly fade
I have a thing for houses that have fallen so far down that I can see all the way through them. I’m not sure why, don’t know where this came from, but you can count on me to give a careful side-eye to every ramshackle house I go by just in case it’s got The View.
And in a shadow of a dead branch, and really, there’s not much else I could even hope for.
Bellview, New Mexico
photographed 8.31.2025
gate-implied fence
I can’t really decide if the presence of the gate implies a fence or if it’s the other way around. Or if it even matters.
But besides that philosophical situation, here’s a photo that captures the entirety of the town of Inez, New Mexico.
Inez, New Mexico
photographed 8.17.2025
fire/investigation
A house had burnt down. The only part still completely standing was the chimney, which was how I noticed the place initially. There was a fence but the gate was open, which I took as an invitation to pull off the road and have a look around.
On the south side of the house, away from the road, was a debris field. I saw an oven, a ladle, about a million nails, chunks of melted glass, ashes, bundles of burnt wire, and two cans of paint. There were photographs waiting to made everywhere I looked, and I did what I could to get them all.
near Milnesand, New Mexico
photographed 8.17.2025
roadside wings
The clouds seem to mirror the wings on the cross, like the spirit of the person has ascended skyward.
Bailey County, Texas
photographed 8.17.2025
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