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Fingers

Lightning bolts, from the storm that was headed our way.

Yellowhouse Canyon, Texas
photographed 7.3.2017

…and then, the weather moved in

Sometimes, plans just don’t work out.

We thought it seemed like a good night to stay at our land out in the country. There’s no house, but there is a big covered gazebo. We took cots and bedding and snacks and booze and were ready for a nice time. We hadn’t been out there long when the weather took a turn.

By bedtime, we’d returned home…

Yellowhouse Canyon, Texas
photographed 7.3.2017

By the light of day

The sun was at that awkward stage between shining almost right in my face and being low enough to drop behind the wall.

Yellowhouse Canyon, Texas
photographed 4.22.2017

Crowbar, Bible, and Construction

The little crowbar (which I was told is actually a pry bar) is holding down a broken-spine Bible at this house renovation out in the country. From the looks of things, the only original parts of the house that are being salvaged are the walls and the floor.

Yellowhouse Canyon, Texas
photographed 4.22.2017

The only hill around

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Sometimes you have to make your own fun.

Other times, you have to make your own topography.

Yellowhouse Canyon, Texas
photographed 6.9.2016

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