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the feel of the coming rains
By now, though, I should understand that just because it looks like it is going to rain does not mean it will…
Yellowhouse Canyon, Texas
photographed 7.8.2018
Building security was not a priority
A detail of the little place we’ve got in the country. The previous owner maybe didn’t have the strongest possible grasp on building security: this window latch is on the outside.
Yellowhouse Canyon, Texas
photographed 5.20.2018
In spite of everything, they maintained an open-door policy
Our weekend place.
Sort of. It’s a place we call The Hut that came with a place we’ve got in the country. It’s not in good repair, as you can easily see, and one of these days it’ll fall all the way down. Until then, though, I’ll photograph it as I think of it. (Like here. And here. And here. And here. And here. And here. And here.)
Yellowhouse Canyon, Texas
photographed 5.20.2018
Rear View
The canyon in front of me, the Plains to the back. And in between, what appears to be the world’s dirtiest windshield.
Yellowhouse Canyon, Texas
photographed 5.20.2018
Fall Foliage (High Plains Version)
Well, I realize we’re not likely to ever be overrun by busloads of tourists seeking a glimpse at our fall foliage.
A light rain earlier in the day brought out the muted colors in the dying grasses.
Yellowhouse Canyon, Texas
photographed 9.24.2017
PS – I know. Color. Sometimes that’s the right thing to do.
Or is it?
One Day | One Image 