This is in Luling, Texas, a small town about an hour out of San Antonio. This is part of the old town center, where the railway still goes through the center of the town. Many of the storefronts are empty, although a few establishments prosper and some try with little coffee shops and hair salons.

The light here, with the sun low and near the horizon, as any photographer knows, has minutes to go before it is gone, and I am jumping as fast as I can to get twenty or more shots of the street as I can, before the light is gone.

I'll post a few more, dear imaginary viewer.

Learning to see is learning to unsee.

Small single events change life in drastic ways. Sometimes I feel I am barrelling down the road, trying to steer by balancing the barrel through traffic and away from cliffs, and, quite often, between dishonest men on one side and inept men on the other.