Saturday, March 20, 2010

The graveyard

Where might this little arroyo lead?

To a place where an abandoned couch presides in lonely majesty....

To the place where televisions go to die.

Needless to say, this was not the prettiest part of my walk. But it is part of urban reality. I assume - I hope - people who toss their electronics out like that are unaware of toxic metal content.

Since this was, nonetheless, part of my walk, I recorded it.

--the BB


Jane R said...

The couch photo belongs in an exhibit. Frame it.

Word verification: ematone. Clearly a musical term. The wf in the comment to the post above was whalig. Which make me think of brillig, as in slithy toves.

susankay said...

and sadly, in the mesa south of this picture were found the remains of many murdered women. Albuquerque (and New Mexico) is a place of so many contrasts. It is fundamentally and basically REAL. Beautifully and sadly so. Hope the fruit trees are OK.

Paul said...

Very true, Susankay, though about 0.7 miles west of this spot, further up the mesa. I keep reminding my coworkers, it was NOT on my street. south would be my back yard,

author said...

Thank you. Walks where we see everything are important. Often I feel that God leads me to places like this (although it might be a neighborhood in a city nobody goes to visit to sightsee) so that I take a look at something