Photography – Page 61 – I Don't Get It

Small Town Night Driving

As you can see, the snowflakes had just gone up.

Out of context, this does seem like an odd (if not clearly amateurish) sign to hang in front of a gift shop. However, the town is named Dripping Springs, and folks just call it Drippin’. We passed through it yesterday, and it made my heart warm. I just love seeing people hanging Christmas decorations; it’s that one fleeting moment where everyone is preparing for the holiday that we know will end in the blink of any eye. So for now, just enjoy the season!

Luckenbach: Population 3

We visited Luckenbach yesterday, and it was FROSTY as all get out. I could see my dang breath in November! All of Luckenbach could fit inside a regular, non-Super Center Walmart, but there were plenty of tourists visiting the gift shop, some much too young to remember the Waylon & Willie song.

Not Exactly Pin The Tail On The Donkey

Shove The Sombero On The Bulldog is a variant of the common child’s party game, wherein a cowgirl chases down a … Dear God, I don’t know what they’re doing. These images from 1949 raise more questions than they answer.

Like why would you park your jalopy on steps?

And is she kneeling in prayer, cursing the car’s engine or praising the argyle socks of a would-be beau?

Why hasn’t anyone prebussed this table? I see some empties.

Why don’t men wear ties like this anymore? And why does the one on the lower left look like Viewmaster reels?

What did Hiram do to deserve such bevy of beauty adoration? Is his thigh numb now?

And why would Bart and Molly bother with a “pretzel battle” at the fall barn party?

I think that makes them married, in some countries.

When Men Were Rakish

Time was, when hats were jaunty, and fellas would tilt a brim to the brink of audaciousness. Who could resist the power of this hombre in particular, gathered among his fellow American Institute of Mining and Metallurgy Engineers?

If This Doesn’t Make You Yawn

Brian Cranston evidently bored our dogs to tears this morning.

Tonto couldn’t stop yawning.

Oh, The Ennui Of Driving Through Sequoias

Over 100 years ago, when this image was taken in California, the absence of windshields demanded that the driver (right-sided in this case) wore a duster and goggles as he wound his way through grounds without paved streets. Ladies often wore something similar to this.

That’s quite a bit of work required before jumping in and cranking the engine. This pint-sized pooch seems to think it’s worth it.

Tramps Like Us

Oh, my goodness, y’all. Could these little boys BE any cuter? All dressed up in the 20s to emulate Charlie Chaplin for a lookalike contest. Bless their hearts.

Fun fact via Newsweek:

In 1975, several years before his death, Chaplin entered a look-alike contest of himself in France. He probably thought he was a shoo-in for the prize and everyone would have a hearty laugh at the end. But then he came in third.