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the capture
Yes, indeed I did back up on that one-lane dirt road for about a quarter of a mile because I didn’t think this was something that needed to be left un-photographed. (A more observant photographer probably would have managed to stop the moment it came into view. But I needed some time to decide if it was worth the effort to back up.)
I mean, it’s sort of a cliche to photograph a tumbleweed caught up in a barbed wire fence, but I guess it’s a cliche for a reason.
near Inez, New Mexico
photographed 5.31.2026
taller than a mountain
The thing is that Texans sort of do like to claim tumbleweeds as our own, even as we complain about them. When I have to mow over them, I will always think of them as “those bastards” because their tough, woody stalks seem to be stronger than the rotating blade of a riding lawn mower. But there’s a sort of perverse pride in them – in their quantity and size. So spotting this tumbleweed, the most gigantic one I’d ever seen, in California? It’s taking me a while to process my emotions…
Mecca, California
photographed 2.13.2022
One Day | One Image 