A New Lubbock Alley To Examine

 It's an old alley but this was my first look.

I found another alley today but it smelled really bad and seemed to have sewage running down it. No surprise, it was behind some restaurants. Probably overflowing grease traps. I might take pics of that foul alley at some point. I might get a pic of a glob of maggot infested grease, and we can pretend it's the Orange Asshole's brain. Probably an excellent facsimile!

This one had lots of junk but it didn't smell bad. Maybe a little musty.

Ah. Lubbock.

 Searching Lubbock for gosh knows what. A mystery.

Or a key, maybe.

Or a secret, but not what I found above-- a pretty bad wreck. With traffic so very light, how did these cars manage to connect with such violence? I would say that Lubbock has more idiot drivers per capita than any other town in the USA. And maybe more idiots, period, this being such hard core trump country. A pox on conservatives, and all the stupid things they believe, and all the nonsense they stand for. But, wait, there IS a pox, of a sort, running around loose, and infecting people right and left! A pox named Orange, last name of Asshole-- a one maggot biological warfare unit! Putin's Plague Warrior!

Trump and Putin can both rot in hell, for my money. But now we examine an alley I have never visited before. It was rich with scenic vistas!

More Of That Lubbock

 That Lubbock, that's a TOWN!

Lubbock, a name to conjure with. A town worth a look. Many looks.

I've said it before and I'll say it again: the details matter.

Looking At Some Lubbock

 It is a thing to do.

In Lubbock is the living fine?

In Lubbock the dust is very fine, and of that you can be sure.

Restful Garden

 The garden is in late stage now, a serious decline, but sunflowers typically mature and die around this time. The whole character of the garden changes, but it remains interesting.

With milder temps I spend more time on the patio, in the morning with coffee, and in the evening with wine. I just relax and concentrate on the little world of my immediate surroundings and kiss off everything else. Simplify and simplify again. Keep it simple. Narrow the focus. 

That's it for the garden. Next time I'll be looking at Lubbock again. That's fine as long as Lubbock doesn't look back. That would be too scary.