On a recent afternoon walk in an adjacent park I discovered all of this stuff by accident while exploring off the usual trails.



Finding this scene I got my infrared gear together and took a few shots.
Then I had to get out my little multi-tool and use the pliers to remove a few hundred small prickly-pear cactus spines from my pants and camera bag.
One of them was surrounded by scar tissue and working it's way out of my left inside knee when I finally plucked it out four days later.

The tallest was an old all-steel one like I remember from my youth, so I made some tests for my too-long-dormant 'Playground' series that needs to be completed someday.
The sun wasn't in a good place at the time and neither was I, but at least I know where to find a reflective slide again in the future.
For the first weeks of the year I had many things happening photographically that got me into a mindset of quality versus quantity and style versus substance.
Mainly it was technique instead of trying to tell stories.
Somehow forgot that Views Of Texas was about Texas first.
Working on correcting my lack of focus.
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