This is an old homesite recently photographed close to Noack, Texas.   You could label it a barn photo since there’s the barn at left.   During the warmer months this site is covered with brush and overgrown trees, making it hard to see, but it’s visible come winter.   I’m wondering, however, what you like?   As an old guy who began a career devoted to black-and-white, I’m partial to the simple monotone treatment.  The color version, however, gives the viewer a more readable  look at the rusted metal roofs and wood.    Either might be acceptable.   A longtime photographer friend once told me if you give folks a choice, they’ll mostly choose color.   Something to consider.

We live in an area hammered by persistent drought.   When I see water gathered in fields, it’s a given I’ll stop for a photograph.   We’re gifted with an abundance of recent rain in Central Texas.      Overcoming the dry spell will take a lot more, but every little bit helps.  If you look closely at the last one, there’s even a barn!

This little mesquite tree at a friend’s ranch in Circleville has been through a lot over the years, but its resilient character continues to shine through.   I’ve documented it in color a few times, but recent clouds seemed to favor a black and white version.

Tonight’s offering continues my exploration of barns, this one a collection of photos of a friend’s barn in North Williamson County.    This dear friend allows me to wander around his picturesque farm, a gesture most appreciated.    Some barn posts will just include one photo, but the light on this particular evening was elegant.   I stayed a little longer.

It’s no secret that I’m enamored with light that opens up my senses near day’s end, or well after  the sun disappears for the day.     We’re quickly approaching March 10th, when Daylight Saving Time (or Daylight Savings Time) settles in until early-November.   Many, if not most, embrace the change.   Consider that as winter months fade, the days get already get longer.   This artificial change isn’t natural.    For me, it’s the beginning of warm months, followed by boiling hot months, keeping the sun hanging in the sky well past its time.   But as usual, I’m being selfish.   Enjoy the light you enjoy, even if it’s ugly.  These don’t need much background: blades on a windmill, lights on the Georgetown square, birds in flight over Taylor.  

As most know, I take daily walks in Taylor several days a week.   A couple months ago, I met Damon, enjoying a morning walk with his dogs.   Henry, one of his friends, was missing a front leg, but it didn’t seem to affect his enthusiasm.  Damon explained that a cancer diagnosis  late last year resulted in the loss of the leg.   Sadly, the cancer continued to spread.   “He’s got maybe three-four months left,” Damon told me.   They became connected when Henry was 4-months-old.  He’s now 8-years-old.     I couldn’t get this out of my mind.   If we encountered each other again, I’d ask if he’d be alright with me taking photos of them together.   When we ran into each other last week, I broached the subject.   Damon readily agreed.  The attached photographs are from that session, plus one taken during his daily walk.    Damon needs a good photo of his friend to keep.    Prints are being made as this is written.   Henry is beautiful, but so is his human.  

As mentioned recently, I’m going to try to post something related to barns seen during my wanderings.   Some will have been documented before,  but for this series, all are offered for the first time.    This barn has not been photographed until now.   Evening light gave it a bit of personality.

A Waxing Crescent moon, at 14.4% visibility, managed to make its presence known tonight at a friend’s farm near Walburg, Texas.  

Just as the day’s final rays prepared to fade away  on this Sunday night,  a shaft of warm light graced the facade of this old barn a few minutes from our Taylor home.   It’s a barn probably passed many times, but the gentle kiss of light prompted a photograph.     I’m hoping to post something barn-related in the future.   It might be one photo, or a collection, but it will just be one barn.   Perhaps you’d call it a theme.    Through our years here I’ve witnessed the disappearance of these structures.   They need to be appreciated.   And remembered.

Folks here know how much we need rain.   When it comes, most of us carry on.   That was certainly true Saturday morning as I photographed the 29th Annual Cupid’s Chase at San Gabriel Park in Georgetown.   Attendees didn’t mind getting soaked as they took part in either a 1K Fun Run, or a 5K race.   Numbers aren’t a strong suit, but I’m guessing there were a few hundred attendees.   The event is coordinated by Georgetown Parks & Recreation.