Abstract, Architecture, Art, Digital Image, forest, Landscape, Nature, Outdoors, photography, Photoshop, Seasons, trees

Daylight Shades of Midnight

Dark photograph of a home surrounded by Live Oak trees draped in Spanish Moss.

Where long strands of Spanish Moss drape a Live Oak forest in the deep south. It’s where water moccasins and alligators target prey, and generations upon generations of Cajun families raised their children and taught them to capture delicious seafood in nearby shallow bays and inlets.

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Art, Comment, Digital Image, Everyday, Journalism, Landscape, Nature, Outdoors, photography, rivers, Travel, Weather, Work, Writing

Abandoned

Photo of derelict boats tied up along the Bon Secour River in southern Alabama, USA.

Abandoned cabin cruiser sits in front of a derelict shrimp boat. Both have been abandoned for several years.

Along the Bon Secour River, which flows into Mobile Bay in southern Alabama, there is a large fleet of deserted shrimp boats. Some are huge, some rather small, but they all have been abandoned. Hurricanes or tropical storms have severly damaged most of them. Speculation is that they are too damaged to repair (repairs will cost more than the boat is worth). Other possible reasons are that the shrimp fishery is too depleted and competition too intense, the boats have paid for themselves and owners are no longer interested in the grueling work of shrimping, but then who knows.

Regardless, The Alabama Abandoned and Derelict Vessel Fund, established June 2018 and managed by the Secretary of the Alabama State Law Enforcement Agency, is for payment of the seizure, removal, transportation, preservation, storage, advertisement, appraisal, and disposal of a derelict vessel. Effective June 1, 2018 Act 2018-179 relating to derelict and abandoned vessels, authorizes the removal of a vessel from the waters of Alabama under certain conditions by a law enforcement officer or a private property owner.  Previously, a property owner was responsible for legal fees, and litigation required to remove a derelict vessel from his dock. The costs were prohibitive.

Cracked and peeling paint, mold, and slime shows the typical condition of the abandoned fleet.

Beyond repair, a small, abandoned shrimp boat sits moored to a crumbling dock on the Bon Secour River.

A smaller derelict craft lists to one side, tied to a crumbling dock.

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Art, photography, Studio Photography, trees

Twig Pot

Twig pot turned from a Ruby Red Grapefruit log.

My first wood-lathe project – a twig pot turned from a Ruby Red Grapefruit log in the wood shop at Snow to Sun RV Resort in Weslaco, Texas. It was finished with a coat of boiled linseed oil and three coats of polyuerethane. Anyone want to buy a unique piece of art, signed by the artist, for, oh say, $1,000,000.00?

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Architecture, Art, History, photography, Travel

San Juan Hotel

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Historic San Juan Hotel in downtown San Juan, TX. It was home to fabled Texas lawman Tom Mayfield during the last years of his life. The hotel opened in 1920 and is reputed to be haunted by the ghost of a prostitute murdered on the second floor.

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Abstract, Art, History, photography, Photojournalism, Photoshop

Los Ebanos, Texas

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Surprisingly, the place is still open, although with a very limited stock of cigarettes and liquor. It is the last “Duty Free” shop operating in Los Ebanos, TX, an historic border village, where the last hand-pulled ferry in the U.S. still operates. The Brady shop, just down the road, did not open this season. There is a new, multimillion dollar Customs station at the river crossing, but tourist shops and the only restaurant have been closed the past several years. It is a shame; with a little investment, a few improvements and this could again be a thriving tourist destination in the Rio Grande Valley.

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Art, photography

Mysterious Quonset Hut

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Quonset Hut sits just off the highway near Linn, Texas. By all visual appearances, the building is abandoned, however, mysterious crashing sounds came from inside while I took photos. Who knows what lurks in the deep, dark shadows behind the open door.

 

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