Wednesday, July 7, 2010
U.S. Post Office Lincoln, N. M.
I am sure I have different things that interest me, as I said yesterday. I am loving this old post office.
It seems tangible items are becoming a thing of memory, letters, photos, all now are ephemera. Not so a generation ago.
I love seeing these still in use.
The brass door emblazoned with eagles have watched many decades come and go. Lincoln is a snapshot of a different era. A lazy Sunday easily transports you back, where the only ambient noise is the faint buzzing of insects.