The houses I'm about to present are small, in dismal states of disrepair, and in some cases they have been severely vandalized. They are candidates for demolition. In their neighborhoods they are blemishes. Some of them might be in occasional use as crack houses. The city does NOTHING. These are poorer neighborhoods, and whoever "represents" these parts of town on the Lubbock city council (that laughable body) could not care less.
There is much, much, more of this to come...
We visited some junked out old cars, out on South University and I took their pictures. I could not even identify some of these hulks. They need to be taken in and sandblasted and given a coat of primer before they are too rusty to have any value. I think these parts ought to be of value, to someone, someone restoring a particular old vehicle, or a hot-rodder, at least.
These things sat in a showroom, once, all bright and shiny and new, and somebody paid good money for them, and drove them, and felt proud of themselves. Now look at them. For that matter, what happened to their former owners? Do they, or whatever is left of them, look even as good as the cars they once drove?
I want to move on. I've got new photos to post here.
By the way, it is Thanksgiving here in the USA, and my wife and I have a few things to be thankful for. Mostly we are thankful that we are together, and that we are able to live a peaceful and quiet life. It was not always like that for us, earlier in our lives.
And now, some pics of our wild flower garden-- the Monarch butterflies finally showed up, about a week before the first snow.
And this is what it all looked like a week later...
I hope you all have something to be thankful for.
Don't think for a moment that any of the photos I take are necessarily representative of the places we visit. Sometimes they are, when the town is very, very, small. But at all times I like to zoom in on the things that interest me, and ignore everything else.
I'm actually almost caught up on the photos!
The rest of this stuff is really on the road back to Lubbock. I think we took East 19th/Idalou Road to the East Loop and went south on Loop 289. This is just stuff we saw.
Cotton, oil, and wind energy make Lubbock go 'round.
Pump Station 8, above and below...
Crumbling roads and bridges, because nobody wants to pay for this stuff...
Lubbock, love it or...
There is much, much, more of this to come...
