You don’t need  many words with this.  Some favorite subject matter.   Let’s just leave it at that, friends.

Snippets of light falling on the community of Granger, Texas.   Sometimes the placement of light is enough to merit an offering.  

A collection of  photographs taken on Sunday during the Fall Bazaar at Saints Cyril & Methodius Catholic Church in Granger, Texas.   It’s quite an undertaking.  Many of the folks overseeing the smoking pits were there overnight, getting little or no sleep.   Kitchen workers preparing side dishes arrived before 4a.m. on Sunday.  That huge smoker in the opening photo was built by the church members shown.   Attendees could get to-go plates, lining up outside well before the official starting time of 11a.m.   Many chose to dine inside, visiting with friends and family.   By evening, the cleared dining area was transformed into a dance venue with music provided by Fritz Hodde & The Fabulous Six.  

After a week off for that road trip, the daily walks continued this week in Taylor.  Since Monday was also a travel day, only Tuesday to Friday are included.

Color photographs  weren’t  common fifty-plus years ago.  We presented our work in black-and-white.  It still resonates.  These photographs from tonight, are offered in both color and b/w.   Does anything work?

Some photographs from a performance by “Not Past 11,” an 18-member  band that puts on a wonderful show.  These free First Friday concerts held on the Williamson County Courthouse lawn are hosted by the Georgetown Beard Club.  Two more First Friday concerts are scheduled for October and November.   It’s a lot of fun.   The French Bulldog was celebrating his 3rd birthday with a dance with her human.

The rookery at Taylor’s Murphy Park continues to resonate with this photographer.   Some photographs taken on a quiet evening this week.   These migratory birds will soon leave their temporary home.   They’ll be missed by some of us.

When sunset nears the bright ball of fire often has a burned out appearance, but as it goes lower the sun begins to add  definition.   Tonight’s evolution near Granger, Texas.

The only familiar Atlanta when growing up was the one in Northeast Texas, about 25 miles south of Texarkana.   It’s the place my father grew up before his time in the Army during World War II.   In post-war times,  he always bought his new  Oldsmobiles from Ed Hammock Motors in Atlanta.   The dealership and Oldsmobiles are gone, but Atlanta, a town of a little over 5,000 residents, remains, as it has since the early-1870s.    It’s a picturesque community that continues to resonate with this photographer.    These are just a few snapshots taken there on the way home this past weekend.    The State Theatre, opened in 1941, has apparently been vacant for years.  Daddy was a theater projectionist before service-related disabilities, but always at drive-in theaters.  It would be easy to live there.

Heading to the car tonight to look for something to photograph,  a rainbow appeared.  It was brief, as most rainbows are, but nice to see.  Rain would be a blessing, but rainbows give us hope.