Horse Races & the Crowd

Lawn chairs next to chips. Dripping yellow cream and sizzling jalapeños on a crispy meat stick inside a bun. A tattoo, a brimmed hat and a shared moment.

Gossiping girls giggle and a 4-1 chance on number five is marked.

Out of the gate, a cheer rises as the trumpeting suit with a beard calls the seated. Grandpa's eye extensions hang from her neck in a land far from home.

After the first lap, a groan meets its mate...a torn wager.

Sun sets on a lit lawn and the next lap begins, seemingly unaffected by the chattering bugs.