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Lutheran, and a field
I spotted this nice little church in my wanderings last spring – that limestone tower was what first caught my attention.
Then I saw how the careful lawn was keeping that field at bay, which for someone who’s more theologically competent than I am might be significant.
And, as I always do when I stop at these country churches, I checked to door in hopes it was unlocked. There have only been a couple of times when I found an open door – this one in Megargel, Texas, and this place in Driftwood, Texas; this place was locked up.
But the disappointment of not being able to see inside was tempered by another look at how the Lutherans keep the lawn.
Uhland, Texas
photographed 5.10.2013
There may not be anyone at home
But then again, I sort of feel like there could have been someone watching me from behind that partially-opened door.
It was that kind of place.
You’ve seen this town before:
Mailboxes
“Crispy” tacos
The drugstore
A trailer house
Uhland, Texas
photographed 2.27.2014
Overthinking it
Do you think there was some sort of organized system to determine who got to have the mailbox decorated to look like a barn?
Do you wonder why five mailboxes share one ledge and two others are ostracized?
Do you wonder why the numbers aren’t in numerical order?
Do you wonder why mailbox 2 is so much bigger than the others?
Do you wonder why the mailbox on the far left tilts away from the rest?
No? Really?
Must be just me.
Uhland, Texas
photographed 5.10.2013
UPDATE:
I am lucky to have many site followers who contribute to One Day | One Image by posting comments. Today, my friend Ehpem posted a comment on the photos that was far better than what I wrote in my original post. It was so good, in fact, that I am promoting the comment. Here it is – enjoy!
Sorry guys, but it’s Texas politics.
The boxes on the left…actually they are in the centre, but Melinda cropped off the far left because there was nothing to see.
So those boxes in the centre, they *are* shunned, and on their way out. The one leaning is looking around for a train, preferably headed for the left coast.
The ones on the right are jostling for the far right position and barely able to stand being on the same platform as each other.
The number 2 is large because tea chests have to fit in it, filled with money. I hear there are plans to erect its own post and put a steeple on it with some pretty glass windows, bullet proof of course. Plans stalled while they figure out if they can rip out the existing platform and stay close to the main vines, of if they have to nuture that straight up vine to the far right so they can put there post well clear of the others.
The barn? That was from the days when agriculture and common sense meant something in local politics, and people needed somewhere to keep the elephant. Surpising that someone spruced it up, as I expected it to look a bit like Melinda’s usual fare. Maybe someone still hopes the elephant will be found and returned to the right barn.
The vine? Tendrils of influence from wealthy interest groups.
Well said, Ehpem. Well said.
Would a “crispy” taco be the same as…
…a soft taco?
I can’t help it; sometimes my Inner Grammarian just gets out of control.
(OK, you’re right. It’s not just “sometimes.” It is more like “always.”)
Now seems like a good time to mention that, in spite of what you may have heard, I do not always travel with a thesaurus.
Ha! Ha! Of course not – I always have one with me. The Inner Grammarian makes me; she’s very difficult and it’s usually easier to just go along with her.
Uhland, Texas
photographed 5.10.2013
I’d like to say that seven days into this non-internet deal and I am over it. But I’d be lying. What’s going on out there, where you are?! Please leave comments, and I will read and reply after July 7.
Tower Drug, and car racing
Another view of Uhland, just steps away from where I found this trailer.
I am sort of digging Uhland. For one thing, the place was named for a poet.
And also because of the last sentence of the town’s history, offered simply, without detail: Club 21 was burned down due to a car racing accident in 2012.
Uhland, Texas
photographed 5.10.2013
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