abernathy urban renewal 
saturday outing
party bus redux 
Bo
Neither rain nor sleet nor snow can keep Bo from his favorite past-time -- chasing the yellow tennis ball in the park.
paned reflectionI told myself not to be cheesey and shoot an airport picture just because I was on the road (airways?) for business travel. Yet, the reflection of the windows at Bergstrom on the polished sculpture caught my eye. (Besides, I couldn't make anything happen with the Eskimo image on the tail of the Alaskan Airways plane waiting at the gate)
sexy scissorsDuring my travels to Austin, the sign for the male hair salon "Sexy Scissors" intrigues me. The planets have not yet lined up for me 1) when I have time to stop on Lamar Avenue, 2) with my camera, 3) when the the neon is lit at night.
points of viewThe cat and the geese seem to be ignoring each other - concentrating on their different points of view. However, they share similarity in color and markings.
make hay while the sun shines
barbed wire & tumbleweed60 degrees and 60 mph winds are more common in March than January. Just weeks ago the landscape was white with snow, not brown with blowing dust. In fact, one could probably still find dirty snow in a shady bar-ditch (Texas vernacular for "barrow ditch" created when dirt is removed to build up the roadbed).
symbolic powerWhile traveling on MLK, I've been intrigued by the juxtaposition of the modern wind turbine and the older churches in the area. Man's power future is centered between the cross of the One Way Church of God Christ and the steeple of the Faith First Baptist Church, symbols of God's power.
This shot has a message but requires more work with time of day and different lens. By the way, while I was photographing, two different neighborhood residents questioned my presence (guess I looked out of place). I told them I was a photographer--to which the lady replied she had figured that out. I said that I was photographing the 3 symbols of power - cross, steeple and turbine. Talk about creating an artist statement on the spot!
Interstate 27Today's challenge was finding an opportunity to photograph. I spent 4 hours traveling on I-27, departing Lubbock before sunrise and returning from Amarillo just before dusk. We experienced overcast skies, rain showers, 40 mph winds, blowing sand, and tumbling tumble weeds on the two-hour trip home.
(self portrait with Canon PowerShot at 70 mph down I-27)
wandering jew bloom
This wandering jew (zebrina pendula) is wintering in my sunroom. It must be happy because almost daily there is a minuscule lavender bloom from the joint of the one-inch leaf. (100mm macro lens)
While googling for the Latin name, I ran across a botanist from New Zealand who makes a flower essence from wandering jew blooms. How many blossoms must it take to float on water in the sun to make a powerful enough medicinal infusion to affect one's psychic health? How much must I ingest orallly in order to "emerge from self-persecution?"
steel palms
Why would one use street art on the rear wall of a derelict motel to invite people to be friends on myspace? Besides, there are over 500 hayas listed from Australia to Morocco to Qatar and beyond. 
Old Amarillo Highway Railroad Trestle
Today I discovered a cemetery in Lubbock County that I didn't know existed. Letters of the alphabet, cut by acetylene torch, are evenly spaced along the length of the chainlink fence surrounding the Wolfforth Cemetery. Were people buried alphabetically? Or is "H" for hero?
For the last 6 months, H1N1 has been the focus of my professional life. Need a mass vaccination clinic? I'm your "go to" person! Nasal spray is much simpler to administer to school-age children than a shot.
This church at 18th and Ave B was built circa 1925 as the Messiah Presbyterian Church, also known as the Sedberry Church. In the recent past it was an evangelical congregation known as "The Way" complete with rock bands and blood red exterior. With the departure of The Way, graffiti vandals desecrated the building -- yet, it still stands under the shadow of the cross.
These Canadian geese stand dutifully along the shoreline - adhering to the "no swimming" sign on this frosty, 29-degree January morning.
