Last evening, almost in Bell County, Texas. Dirt roads can play havoc on those of us who drive small cars, stirring up dust all around. After a heavy rain? Even more problematic. But they continue to intrigue me. More so near sunset. Golden dust devils. 
The day’s last light ushers in a sunset near Bartlett, Texas tonight.
“Singin’ In the Rain” opens tonight at the Georgetown Palace, running through September 25th. If you get a chance to go, do it. 
It’s been a while since posting something from my recent walks. My little Olympus camera goes with me on every stroll. Since the walks are meant to be exercise, I usually spend no more than 30-90 seconds on a photo before moseying on. All but the grasshopper were taken in Taylor. The grasshopper is a Georgetown resident. 
Not long ago, I posted a photo of a two-toned St. Peter’s Church of Coupland. A social media friend who attends that church assured me it was just an undercoating. I dropped by last evening to check on progress. It’s no longer two-toned! While there, I wandered a bit east for some sunset photos. Those last photos are included first here. 
Egrets do love cattle. I suppose that’s why some are called Cattle Egrets, not Great Egrets or Snowy Egrets. On a recent outing near Coupland, birds and bovines shared a recently-harvested cornfield. The cows chewed on stalks, their feathered buddies staying close by for anything leftover. Even when there’s not a nicely-cleared field, egrets will stay close to cattle for the insects that constantly hover. Egrets are partial to bugs. I’m thinking the cows appreciate the help. In that last shot, there’s an egret patiently waiting for that calf to get to the other side. Just some scenes from the Blackland Prairie, friends. 
Something not posted from Monday night’s rainy weather. I’m partial to the black-and-white, but could be swayed. This is in Bell County, Texas.
These aren’t rain photos, just images made possible by the presence of moisture. All were made this afternoon and evening. The opening photo of the Texas Longhorn seemed more suited to black-and-white. The cow photo is near Taylor, others around Bartlett. Thank goodness for rain, but praying that flooding doesn’t become an issue. 
When I took that long road trip east a few weeks ago, the absence of windmills was pronounced. I missed seeing them. This one’s always on my radar. 
Let’s be honest. All photographers return to favorite places. I’ve taken photos of this scene a few times over the years. This version was made just after the first significant rain in 50-plus days had moved through, leaving us with a gentle and inviting light. On places like this, I’m careful to avoid identifying the specific site. The image was made from the road that runs by the pond. I know photographers who take licenses to trespass on private property, giving us all a bad name. 