I found this fellow just outside my gate. He was about an inch and a half long. I’ve seen them here before but I can’t remember the name. Rotated one turn to the right, it looks like an African mask.
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Man and nature conspire to create collages making use of these old buildings in the pueblo just below my house. I am mystified about what the other end of the noose seen in the first photo is attached to. I had to include the paint-splattered paving stones from Ajijic as well as it suited the theme.
Far be it from me to break the law by taking Little Duck out the the car in this Tennessee rest stop without a leash. He was indignant, but what’s a mother to do? Big Duck chose to stay in the car.
This is a found photo, not one I took, but couldn’t resist including this photo of two graves of a couple, one protestant and the other catholic, buried in adjoining graveyards designated solely for their own religion, divided by the wall men and convention built but joined in spite of it, just as in life.
It’s that time of year when flying termites descend by the thousands, chew off their wings and go in search of delicious wood to munch. These fellas thankfully got caught in a huge rainstorm that lasted for hours, pinning them by their wings. I woke up to drifts of them in places like these steps up to the garage. Kinda ghastly, but definitely oddball.
Be it a mariachi’s guitar or a detail of my friend Larry’s guitar, I love the artistry of musical instruments. Then, I couldn’t resist adding photos of one of the guitars whose artistry I attempted to augment.
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