Somewhere along the 70 North of Brice when it all begins to look the same, where I loose myself in the history of the openess of Texas, I find these kinds of photos. This is a long highway; a highway lonesome on a Monday afternoon where I simply stop in the middle of my lane without pulling over, and take a photo of bovine relaxing near the water tank looking at me as if I am obligated to feed them. They realize I am nothing more than another average human and turn their heads chewing their cud as if I didn’t exist. Do they even care about the music I listen to?
As for Brice, there are certainly more cattle in Brice than there are humans. A population of somewhere around 35-40 people live in a town that was once divided into North Brice and South Brice. Economic conditions changed all that. There is not a lot of information on Brice and I welcome any stories that the locals have to share right here.