These were taken on a recent early morning at the beginning of dawn here on the Blackand Prairie. While it’s common in Texas to call them tanks, my farm family in northeast Texas just called them ponds. Either way is okay. Minutes after passing the pond, the skies became foggy, creating another kind of light. When I can make it happen, I love early mornings. 
Just some photos taken this evening east of Granger, Texas. If you think you see a lot of posts from this area, you’d be right. It’s an area that (so far) hasn’t been overrun by development. Thank goodness for farm country. 
Consider it a given that I will regularly wander past Prince of Peace Lutheran Church, in Wuthrich Hill. Sometimes I’ll even stop for a bit. The church, of course, is beautiful, but so is the adjacent cemetery. Just some impressions from a recent evening visit. 
This weekend I enjoyed a few hours taking photos during the Fall Festival at Sweet Eats Fruit Farm, a few miles east of Georgetown (actually closer to Taylor). There were pumpkins galore for families to admire and purchase. The prices for the pumpkins are really good, too! Sweet Eats also has a nice petting zoo where folks can wander through a large open area and visit with goats, sheep and an alpaca named Harry. And the occasional chicken. Other activities include a corn maze, plus horseback rides for kids. Because of COVID-19 concerns, visitors 10 or older are required to wear face masks. It’s a big area, making social distancing a little easier in these difficult times. 
While driving around this week, this caught my eye. While I see a lot of hay where we live, this was different. Is this a thing in rural areas around the U.S.? I don’t know, but it merited a photo. 
The last time I had a chance to photograph productions at the Georgetown Palace was March. This vexing and sad pandemic has put lives and places on hold. Last night, however, the theater moved “Steel Magnolias,” their latest show outdoors, to the courtyard behind the theater. Everything was socially-distanced. Attendees, actors included, were wearing face coverings. One couple in the audience celebrated their 55th wedding anniversary here. 
In all the years I’ve documented live theater, last night was a first. These eight photos focus more on the setting, but a few scenes are included. Performances are weekends through November 8th.
A leftover image from Thursday evening, this a little north of Thrall, Texas. Light observations, trying to stay positive in a world filled with negativity. 
I look forward to the coming of prairie grass each year. It’s not a crop, just a weed, but it’s a weed that allows evening light to dance a ballet. This scene is from tonight in East Williamson County. 
Because of the pandemic, it’s hard to find pumpkin patches to photograph in 2020. This morning, I’m reprising a photo taken at Burt’s Pumpkin Farm in Dawsonville, Georgia, about an hour or so north of Atlanta. An internet search tells me they’re still raising huge pumpkins. This is a photo made when I worked at the Atlanta Journal-Constitution. Hopefully, they’ll send someone there to take a photo this year, too. 
Later tonight I’ll be occupied with other things. On this Wednesday, here are a couple of simple evening scenes. The sunset is north of Thrall, the lone tree resting on a hill is east of Taylor. Just stuff. 
