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The Goal

I’ve been through Fort Sumner, New Mexico, hundreds of times. And never once left the main route through town. So last spring, when I was returning home from a photography weekend with a friend, I did it: I drove down a couple of side streets.

I saw this. And stopped to photograph it.

And heard a very loud argument coming from a nearby house. Maybe you’ve heard this kind of argument – where you can’t quite make out the words, but the emotions are quite clear. Anyway, it seemed like maybe leaving right away was in my best interest, as I didn’t really feel like getting caught up in a gunfight* or anything.

But now I’m intrigued by what else might need photographed…

Fort Sumner, New Mexico
photographed 3.25.2018

*After all, I was in the town where Billy the Kid was killed.

The Offering Shoes

Faith: a small tableau.

El Santuario de Chimayó
Chimayó, New Mexico
photographed 5.27.2018

Faucet and a weed-choked trough

Another one of many things that have seen better days.

Marathon, Texas
photographed 7.14.2018


Yes, of course this was an accident.

near Marathon, Texas
photographed 7.14.2018

Pancakes came with instructions

The side of plate-sized pancakes was delivered by the home-town waitress, who also dropped some knowledge about the correct (and tidy) way to eat them.

She said, “Cut a hole in the middle, hon, and pour your syrup right there. That’ll keep it from runnin’ off the plate into your lap.”

It seemed like valuable information, and I am more than happy to pass it along to you.

Tha Pancake Shop
Hot Springs, Arkansas
photographed 10.7.2018

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