The first part of tonight’s wandering was filled with a heavy dose of rain.   A few things were found to photograph.  When heading toward home, however, looking into my rearview mirror to enter Carlos B. Parker Boulevard in Taylor, a rainbow had formed.  Pulling onto the shoulder, I made a few frames.  The rainbow quickly began to fade.  On the off chance it might return, I drove by Immanuel Lutheran Church.  There was the rainbow, diminished, but there for scant minutes.   Before getting in the car the rainbow had been replaced by sweet warm evening skies.  That church is beautiful regardless of how it’s seen.

Every year it seems like the fields of corn grow more prominent.  There are other things growing, too, but the landscape here on the Blackland Prairie is dominated by corn.   Most of it, alas, isn’t geared for human consumption, but rather feed for livestock.   That’s important, too.  Our rich black soil is good for growing just about anything.

The Blackland Prairie is adorned with fields of corn and wheat.  While all of it is beautiful, I never grow tired of seeing prairie grass at the end of a day, when light filters through it.  Something uncomplicated for you tonight, friends, photographed just a couple of hours ago in East Williamson County, Texas.

It’s another post without a specific theme, friends.   Tonight’s offering includes horses (yes, there are two in the photo) sharing their shelter not far from the Milam County line.    And a fisherman at Granger Lake, enjoying the serenity of his surroundings.   Did he catch a fish?  Who knows?  It’s not really about the fishing, is it?

After 40-something years of documenting high school commencements in three states, they run the risk of becoming dry and mundane.   Richarte High School in Georgetown, Texas rises to the top every time I have the opportunity to document their graduations.   Richarte is the Georgetown school district’s alternative school, designed for students who might need a little extra help in wading through that difficult time for any kid.  Maybe they have credit deficiencies, or health issues, or they’re teen moms.   Richarte welcomes students who might otherwise not make it to the finish line that is graduation.   I was honored to spend  my Thursday evening at  Richarte’s 2019 commencement.   This year 64 students completed their course work.   Included  with. this post are a teen mom, getting ready for a school class photo, but taking special notice of her 2-year-old daughter.   That mom’s also pictured near the conclusion of this post, being congratulated by her boyfriend and their sleeping daughter.   I was particularly impressed with Kaitlyn, one of the graduates.   Born with Cerebal Palsy, she’s not let that hold her back.  On hand for her grand finale were members of her family, including older sister Raven, cheering her own from the audience.   2-year-old Faith was in the audience, too, there for her big sister’s graduation.  Faith, however, was enthralled by a video game on a family member’s phone.   After it was all over, Christopher, one of the graduates, celebrated outside with a bouquet of flowers presented to him by a friend.   These kids, or shall I say young adults, deserve a big kudos.   As does the Georgetown ISD school district for making Richarte available.

This was from a little wandering this week near the Williamson/Milam County line.   As mentioned before, development on my beloved prairie results in going further into the countryside where I can get some relief and enjoy the views.   Corn is abundant right now.  A white horse with a few black spots was a nice counterpoint to the dark stalks.   While I considered this in color, the black-and-white seems right this time.   Sometimes both versions are offered.  Not tonight, friends.  By the way, I was able to remain stopped on this little road for several minutes without one pesky interruption.  

My friend, rancher and writer Carol Fox, recently asked if I could take some photos of some the newborn calves on her ranch in Circleville, Texas.    If you’ve followed these posts for a while, you know that’s a labor of love.   Carol is working on a writing project she hopes to illustrate with photos, specifically the newest bovines among us.   The cows, being cows, aren’t always easy to get to.  If they’re grazing in a pasture close to the main road, it’s a breeze.  When they’re on the back acreage, however, it requires a bit of work!   Thankfully, I have access to a truck for those adventures.   These are photos taken at the ranch on two different visits. They are cute little critters, aren’t they?

It’s another of those times where there’s no specific theme to photos included in a post.  These are here mainly because they were made earlier tonight:  a rainbow at the end of a cornfield, a Great Egret foraging for a meal above a pasture and a sunset I happen to like.  Have a wonderful evening, friends.

For the past several years, I spent part of this Memorial Day at the observance held at the Georgetown-Williamson County Veterans Memorial Plaza.   It’s always an inspiring assignment.  Rather than wax poetic about all these images, why not just take a gander at what yours truly has been up to on this very warm day in Texas.   By the way, the keynote speaker was Senator Ted Cruz, sporting a beard these days.

As I neared completion of an evening rambling tonight, not feeling good about what I saw, a drive by Prince of Peace Lutheran Church and cemetery in Wuthrich Hill, Texas brought it home.   The flag at half-mast, hours before Memorial Day, felt right.  And warranted.   Memorial Day honors men and women who gave their lives during their military service.   A few years ago, covering a Memorial Day observance, the morning’s speaker, a member of Congress from Texas, felt the need to bring politics into his speech.   How regrettable.   Honor the sacrifice.  Nothing else.