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The defense faltered
I’ve been making a lot of images lately, but they’re not ones that are bloggable just yet…as a result, I’ve been digging deep into the archives to see what might have been hiding there for, say, eight and half years.
And so that’s how I found this – a little yucca fighting an already-lost battle against the encroaching sand.
White Sands National Monument, New Mexico
photographed 5.1.2010
One bulb
This is another example of something I found only because there was a sign on the highway pointing toward something that seemed more interesting than anything on the current road.
Dodson Prairie, Texas
photographed 4.16.2017
A blurry day
I love fog! I love how it blurs and distorts what we’re familiar with, how it makes everything seem quieter, and how it hides things that are otherwise very close.
But after a few hours, I am ready for the sun to come back out.
Sweetwater, Texas
photographed 2.23.2018
Dickens (not Charles)(but named for him)
When your itinerary for the day is to “drive around and look at stuff” and you’re traveling along a two-lane road and there’s a sign that says “Dickens” and run-down building down a dirt road, there’s really only one choice, isn’t there?
The place is unincorporated, and so small that there’s no population listed. I’d put it at fewer than 10. According to our friend Wikipedia, the place was founded in the 1880s when the railroad went through. Wikipedia also notes the place was named for Charles Dickens, though it offers no supporting evidence. But let’s think about long-ago students in this school reading Bleak House…
Dickens, Nebraska
photographed 8.26.2018
A giant white dress
Yes! Children AND adults can sew up a giant white dress, if they want.
But if that’s not your deal, look to the far wall, where you can (apparently) check out the BEST NEBRASKA WINES, which sounds weird enough that it’s probably a real thing.
Neither dresses nor wine your thing? Off to the right, then, is an accordionist/comedian you could check out. I make a mistake of sitting down in the front row after he’d started his show – I must have violated some some provision of the of Accordionist Audience Code of Ethics, which just goes to show the hidden dangers of traveling in foreign places like Nebraska – and he heckled me relentlessly. At one point, when some old dude came down to take a picture, he stopped playing, and said as he gestured to my camera, “Sir – no photos. She’s here from Jimmy Fallon and won’t let anyone else photograph me.” It was SO FUNNY. To the accordionist.
All this to say the state fair had plenty of stuff to look at.
Nebraska State Fair
Grand Island, Nebraska
photographed 8.28.2018
