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where is thy sting?
A grave marked by a barbed-wire cross somehow seems more raw, more tragic than if the marker had been a plain white one.
China Creek Cemetery
near San Saba, Texas
photographed 7.22.2023
soft flower in a red sunset
It didn’t seem like the sunset was going to be anything spectacular. But then the sky was gold and yellow and red and there were mammatus clouds.
And yucca flowers, bathed in the surreal light.
Yellowhouse Canyon, Texas
photographed 5.12.2023
sunbleached
This was one of those photos that I sort of thought I noticed when I walked by but it didn’t quite register in my brain. But then that little voice – the one that’s way smarter than I am – said, “Seriously? You’re just going to keep walking? Are you even for real?”*
So I turned around and made a photo.
Palermo, Sicily
photographed 8.30.2022
*That voice is a total wise-ass.
side/light
A room at the golf course’s clubhouse caught my attention.
But, honestly, the thing that really caught my eye was the sign on the door next to this room. It said “Ladie’s Locker” and the whole thing is too depressing to post, so you’ve got this instead.
Meadowbrook Golf Course
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 7.29.2023
One Day | One Image 