Just because we could: that’s why my friend Jo and I left Lubbock after work the other day and drove the 90 miles or so down to Snyder, Texas. It stays light so late in the summer that we had plenty of time to get down there to take a few* pictures before it got dark.

You know my rule about looking around back, right? After I took a few (dozen) shots of an old gas station, we went around back and saw where the gas pumps were stored.

But before that happened, a man pulled his pickup into the parking lot, parked in the shade of the building next door, and had the following conversation with me:

Man: You takin’ pictures?
Me: Yes, sir, I am.
Man (with narrowed eyes and suspicious voice): Why?
Me: I like this building!
Man (with same eyes-and-voice): Why?
Me: I can’t explain it, really. I just like old buildings.
Man (with resignation in his voice): Oh. I was hopin’ you was a real estate appraiser. I’m tryin’ to sell this place.

I didn’t make his day, but his building made mine.

Snyder, Texas
photographed 7.10.2013

* Few = 93