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sometimes death seems far away
Up in the mountains above Albuquerque alongside the road that’ll take you the back way to Santa Fe, there’s a little cemetery wedged between a Burger Boy and a gas station. It’s a humble, unassuming place. Unless you count the clouds and the tiny bit of light on those graves.
Cedar Crest, New Mexico
photographed 7.1.2016
french dreams
From June of 2017 until just the other day, I really thought this photo was unusable. And maybe I was right, and we’d’ve all been better off if it had stayed safely hidden away in a Lightroom catalog somewhere..
But, also, maybe I was wrong – this rendition of it reminds me of the way Paris felt: sort of golden and dreamy. With wine.
Ladurée
Paris
photographed 6.11.2017
fishing
Yes, of course I had to look over the bridge railing to see what was going on on the river level. No surprises, really, other than the way the sun hit that fishing line.
Chicago, Illinois
photographed 6.30.2022
side-eye
That family over there seems to be a little skeptical about what is going on with the fountain. And in spite of how the photo looks, they didn’t actually get wet. As far as I know.
Crown Fountain
Chicago, Illinois
photographed 6.27.2022
ice tree
If you ever go to Limon, Colorado, you might want to skip the chain hotels out on the interstate and get a room at the Safari Inn. It’s clean. It’s cheap. It’s aggressively pink.
And it has this fantastic sign by the ice machine.
Limon, Colorado
photographed 8.27.2020
