It wasn’t what I expected.   Considering the hype associated with the Perseids meteor shower, I thought the skies would be dancing with streaks galore.  Maybe they were in other areas, perhaps in the Big Bend area, but here it was just so-so.  Nevertheless, since this was supposed to be the most awesome one of its kind until 2027, I stayed up all night to watch.  Thankfully, I picked a spot close to my heart, an old truss bridge just north of Taylor, one I’ve documented several times.  So I got up my nerve for a journey in total darkness to its old boards, camera, tripod and a fold-out chair.   This being rattlesnake country, I was more than a bit concerned about that type of critter finding my sad rear end, but thankfully that wasn’t a problem.  The area around the old bridge (no longer in use) is dark as sin, just the conditions needed for meteor showers.  Anyway, here’s some of what I shot, then it’s time for coffee and breakfast.   No need to go to bed now, is there?

While scoping out another spot for an upcoming photo this evening, I came upon this, something I never get tired of seeing in Central Texas.

Again this season, I’m offering up a series of images on the corn harvest here on the Blackland Prairie.   For the last few months, the stalks have dominated the landscape, growing taller and stronger.   They’re coming to an end now, with farmers like Taylor’s Larry Raesz, 64, working many days and nights to bring it all to market.   Larry is one of three brothers who each operate their own farms in the area.   Larry is assisted by his son, Bradley, his son-in-law, Daniel Knippa, and actually quite a bit of help from his grandson, 8-year-old Dayton Knippa.    Sometimes Dayton’s little sister, Khloe, 4, comes along to ride in the combine with Larry, but Dayton?  He knows what to do.   He’s been driving a 1979 pickup through the fields, but not just that, he can expertly handle a big old John Deere tractor with ease!  He began driving both at age 6.    Joining them sometimes is Larry’s daughter (Daniel’s wife) Kimberly Knippa, and Larry’s wife, Pat.  During harvest days and nights (yes, nights) Pat and/or Kimberly deliver meals right to the fields.   It’s a good life, a hard life, but it keeps these families close, to each other, and to the land.   If you see farm equipment on the country roads in the area going slowly, give them a break.   They deserve it.   You won’t, by the way, see young Dayton driving on the highways.  He stays in the fields.

This is just a couple of photos (okay, so there’s three)  I shot recently at Family Farm Fest, an event sponsored by the Williamson County Texas A&M Agrilife Extension Service and held at the Williamson County Sheriffs Posse Rodeo Arena in Georgetown.   I’m not posting too much here, just a couple.   4-H Club members had a petting area onsite.   One youngster enjoy meeting a rooster named Bronze.  And a Georgetown girl, with grandma, visited with a 4-day-old chick.   The other little guy?  Just a face in the crowd that I liked a lot, a good Texas face.

At sundown tonight, the temperature in Taylor, Texas was still in the mid-90s, but as with most Texas sunsets, it was a pleasant end to a day.

Here’s a quick post with only one photo, a very quick hare, taking her fuzzy white tail across our yard last evening.   Hey, it’s not political.

This is a followup to a post earlier this week, from the parish picnic and dance at Granger’s SS. Cyril & Methodius Catholic Church.   For a six-month period, church members and visitors attended masses in the parish hall while the sanctuary of this church, already beautiful, was transformed.   The church is steeped in Czech and German traditions, where adornment of the houses of worship has been the standard for many years.   A few years ago, I did a feature for Texas Highways magazine on the painted churches of Fayette County.   The work here in Granger gave me a sense of the loveliness I saw a few years ago in Praha, Dubina, Ammansville and High Hill.   The church shown here held their first mass in the new sanctuary last Saturday.   Next April the church building will celebrate 100 years.   The congregation, however, will celebrate 125 years. 

These are some fairly simple photos taken this evening as I wandered around my “neighborhood,” the Blackland Prairie.   Some of the fields of corn have been harvested, making a few places come into view again, like a little farm house I enjoy seeing from time to time.   And Prince of Peace Lutheran Church, in Wuthrich Hill.   The light on hay bales was kind of nice, too.  My session ended a few minutes later when a country pooch decided to send me moseying along on home.   All’s well.

Monday was the first day high school football teams were allowed to start practicing.   This morning, I visited two area high schools, one up the road, in Bartlett, Texas, the other really close, right here in Taylor.    Both teams I photographed today took to the field early, by 8a.m.   But here’s the thing:  it’s August, and it’s Texas.  Thankfully, the coaches, were herding their guys inside for weight training by 11, but it was still toasty.   The first four photos were taken in Taylor, the last couple in Bartlett.   Let’s hope everyone is careful with these young athletes.  These photos were taken for the Austin American-Statesman.

SS. Cyril & Methodius Catholic Church, in Granger, Texas, knows all about good food and dancing.   The church is one of the focal points of this little town of around 1400 people.   On Sunday, I made a couple of trips to their parish hall, where church members pitched in to prepare fried chicken, slaw, buttered noodles, green beans and plenty of desserts.   Some folks chose to dine in the parish hall, but others got “to-go” plates.   A line forms outside for these jewels!   Once the eating is done, the dining tables are put away and the hall is transformed into a dance floor.   This year, traditional Czech music was provided by the Ennis Czech Boys (the accordion player is pictured with this post) and Fritz Hodde.   Paying a visit to this year’s picnic fun was Sister Margaret, a nun who hails from Nigeria, but now lives in Temple, as part of St. Luke’s Parish.   These gatherings have been going on in Central Texas for many years, attracting the very young, and a whole lot of active seniors, many with deep Czech and German roots, but I like how the cultures come together, too: like the great-grandmother, of Czech heritage, consoling her great-grandson, with Hispanic blood coursing through his veins, too.   It’s all good.