After a busy day in front of my computer, an errand in Hutto, about 10 minutes west of Taylor, prompted a few photos this evening. These are all close to U.S. Highway 79. It’s a busy corridor, but sometimes we can find relaxation if we look. Tonight’s moon is Waxing Crescent, 6.7% visibility. Have a peaceful weekend, friends.
Just Some Barns
A very busy day and evening. Just posting some recent barn (and one with a pond) from near Granger, Walburg and Thrall. Have a good evening, friends.
A True Texas Evening
Both photos were taken on my wanderings around the Blackland Prairie this evening. The first image is along one of my favorite unpaved roads in East Williamson County. The vibrant red sky was holding on before fading away. The second photo, hopefully, needs no explanation. If you need one, however, may I suggest studying the history of Texas, particularly this day.
Close to Home
There are times when I drive all over the dang place in search of photos, but not tonight. Each of these four photos were taken no more than 15 minutes from our Taylor home. Even the blasted power lines look okay if paired with the right subject matter. Have a good night, friends.
Loud. And Quiet
Almost 50 years ago, one of my mentors imparted a bit of wisdom. Photos can be loud, or they can be quiet. The skies hovering over Granger tonight were most definitely loud. Nice, but intense. Another Blackland Prairie image was taken a few weeks ago along a county road in East Williamson County, a delicate farm scene. Quiet. Each has merit, but quiet is healing.
Just Some Tractors
As I drive around the Blackland Prairie, many things get my attention. Tractors are one of them. The likelihood that the ones presented tonight still function, but I like seeing them.
Celebrating Black History Month
Today I spent some meaningful time at Tippit Middle School for a Black History Month event in Georgetown. With a health and wellness theme, it was made possible by the Georgetown Cultural Citizen Memorial Association, a group that’s been around for many years in this area. Coordinating the exercises were Camp Gladiator, Silver Sneakers (based at the Georgetown Recreation Center), Let’s Get Healthy and MPower Basketball Training. While this collection is meant to represent the month, I was particularly happy to see the two little girls taking part. Ages 6 and 7, they were impressive. But the most impressive thing? The kids never met before today. I assumed they were good buddies already. They are now. Adults could learn a lot from children.
Two Evening Scenes
Another post where the only theme is that both photos were taken as the last light of day faded into memory. The deer photo came about when I was trying to follow a horse through some brushy growth. The horse didn’t materialize, but another head popped up. The second image is just some prairie grass found close to home. This was on a lightly-traveled stretch, allowing the nutty photographer an opportunity to grab a low angle while standing in the middle of the road. Following my lead might not always be wise!
Winter Trees (Continued)
When I took photos of this stand of trees at the first of the year, they were transitioning to their winter look, but still had a touch of color. Remnants of autumn stay around a little longer in South Central Texas. Passing by them again earlier this week, the color leaving us with a with an almost black-and-white landscape. The white on some trees isn’t frost. If that were so, all the trees would look similar. Nature creates some soothing palettes.
A Misty Prairie Evening
In the years since returning to Texas, I’ve taken many photos of old farmhouses and barns. This is a house I’ve seen for a long time, but haven’t made a photo. Last evening, with its misty, sleet-laden evening, the mood was right for a document. Initially, I thought it was a barn, but if you look closely, you can see remnants of a fireplace on the roof. Some of these old homes eventually become barns. I’m guessing that cow at left knows it well. Maybe I’ll start posting some of the decaying farmhouse images again. At times, it seems all people want to see are pretty photos, but telling stories with a camera has meaning, too,