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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

Abstract/Landscape

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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