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Truck, stopped
I guess it’s probably been a day or two since someone dropped their truck off for servicing. But it doesn’t look like it’s quite ready yet, does it?
Richland Springs, Texas
photographed 2.16.2020
An overly optimistic estimate
In 2000, the town of Clairemont had a population of around 15 people, which was a sharp decline from its boom days of over 200 people. From the looks of the cemetery, the town’s founders anticipated that a LOT of people were going to die there…
Clairemont, Texas
photographed 2.17.2020
All the diamonds
My college boyfriend – let’s call him “Steve”* – and I spent a weekend in this town back in the day. His grandmother lived here and so did an aunt and we went to visit. My only clear recollections of that trip are that Steve and I climbed up the cliff behind the town and that his grandmother said I looked like Haley Mills. (Editor: Nope. I did not look one bit like Haley Mills. Maybe she told all of Steve’s girlfriends that story.)
The other thing I learned is that the town’s name, as pronounced by the locals, is “Santy Anna” with the words sort of mashed together into one.
And this? This is the side entrance to the church.
First United Methodist Church
Santa Anna, Texas
photographed 2.17.2020
*The main reason we should call him Steve is that was his actual name.
Stepping Up
When I was in urban planning school in New Orleans, I learned that in New Orleanian vernacular, houses built like this – one story in front and two in back – were called “camelback” houses. And they were built that way because property taxes were assessed based on the building’s height on the front property line.
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Santa Anna, Texas
photographed 2.17.2020
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