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The sign on the highway that pointed to this old cemetery slid past before I had time to react, but one u-turn and one left turn and one right turn, and there I was, at the gate of the Zion Lutheran Cemetery. Some time (and a dozen or so photos) later and it was another u-turn and one left turn and one right turn and I was back on the road.
near Lockett, Texas
photographed 9.17.2021
Comes down to timing
It was one of those days at the end of the summer when it was still hot but you could sort of talk yourself into thinking that there was something in the air that made it feel like fall. Like a breeze that was a few degrees cooler. Or a dead leaf lifted by that same breeze and snagged on a power line.
(And this: I thought the photo was going to be about that old barn. The leaf changed that for me.)
Cookieville, Oklahoma
photographed 9.18.2021
Light and the iris leaves
A hilltop and windswept cemetery, an obelisk-shaped marker, and the backlit iris leaves were all I needed.
Guthrie, Texas
photographed 9.17.2021
Rectilinear
Later this month, I will be out on the road for the better part of a week, shooting a new project. Since it’s been a while since I’ve done that sort of trip, I decided to take myself on a shakedown trip – reminding myself how to travel, how to drive, how to read maps, how to navigate myself in unfamiliar areas. And that’s the reason I found myself in Grandfield, Oklahoma, on a Saturday morning. I looked at the downtown and the side streets and the residents looked at me.
It was perfect.
Grandfield, Oklahoma
photographed 9.18.2021
Stairs + Chimneys
Walk around back.
Look at what’s behind you.
Look up, too.
(Some of my rules when I’m out making photos.)
Beacon Hill
Boston
photographed 8.28.2021
One Day | One Image 