The Taylor Garden Club maintains a bed of flowers at Bull Branch Park.   I often walk by there on daily strolls, appreciating their hard work.   These blooms, Texas Star Hibiscus, are aptly named.   Last evening, I went by the park around 8p.m., but found only one bloom, partially open.   Going back home, I mentioned my disappointment to my wife, who indicated these flowers, as many are more likely to open up early in the morning.   With that in mind, I trekked down to the park this morning around 7:30.  My wife was spot on!   These sweet babies were showing off in the morning light.   These hibiscus plants are close relatives to tropical hibiscus plants, common in Hawaii.   “Scarlet Rose Mallow” is another name for these Lone Star blooms.    Their leaves, I’ve read, are often confused with marijuana leaves!    At any rate, I hope this is something to add some peaceful feelings in your time on the site.

Flags are wonderful.   I love recording them whenever possible.   The first image was taken this afternoon, at San Gabriel Park in Georgetown, Texas, where members of the Sertoma Club are getting things ready for their Fourth of July weekend activities, which begin this year on Sunday.   The other photo?   While at the Williamson County Sheriffs Posse Rodeo last weekend, I happened by this old Airstream, adorned with a flag.   It’s presented here in both color and black-and-white.   The montone image is growing on me.   Black-and-white strips subjects down to the essentials.

Heading home from the library last evening in Taylor, I was, as usual, keeping a lookout for good visuals.  Alas, at this time of the year, it’s hard for those of who like the late-day light.  The sweet colors that accompany the time around sunset seemingly  take forever to transpire!   How I wish Daylight Savings Time were history.   But back to last evening.   When passing Murphy Park, a little before 8p.m., the birds that make the park’s rookery their summer home were gathering in great numbers.    The birds, mostly egrets, bring me back every time.    God willing, you’ll see more posts from there again.   It’s a therapy.

One last photo before June leaves us, this one tonight at Taylor’s St. James Episcopal  Church. 

On Tuesday, I spent the morning at Georgetown’s San Gabriel Park for summer day camp fun with counselors and kids taking part in one of Camp Peniel’s summer camps.  Camp Peniel is a camp founded in the 1940s in East Texas.   In 1960, they found a new home base, in Marble Fallls, Texas.  While they have camps onsite, at their Silver Hills Ranch, in the summer months, camps are offered in other parts of Central Texas, too.  Camp Peniel was founded on Christian principles by Gordon and Alice Whitelock.  Although their time on earth is done, their camp continues.   The counselors, by the way, are very good at soothing any distress that may come.  

Rain moved into Wiliamson County, Texas late this afternoon, quite a bit of it.  The roads were pretty slick, even the less-traveled ones, like County Road 127, shown in this post.    And a corn field looked interesting through my car window, too.

Early Saturday morning my cameras and I made a short drive to Coupland, for Fish–a-Rama, a low-key fishing tournament for both children and adults, taking photos for the Austin American-Statesman.   Thankfully, a bit of cloud cover made it a pleasant time.  Fish-a-Rama was held at Brushy Creek Watershed #32, a privately-owned lake very near downtown.   This was billed as a “catch-and-keep” event because the little lake will be drained soon so that renovations can be made to its dam.   Members of the Coupland Civic Organization, a non-profit group, saw the lake’s draining as an opportunity to raise a little money for upkeep and maintenance of the town’s historic caboose and depot.   It was a lot of fun to watch the little folks, but also the old folks, too!

As the headline indicates, I’m anything but a cowboy.   In 60-something years, I’ve only been on a horse’s back a couple of times.   Pointed-toe cowboy boots with big heels?  I’ve had a few pair, but only wore them to fit in.   I’m more a Crocs or running shoe type of fellow, or maybe a good hiking boot.  And cowboy hats just get in the way when trying to take photos.     But here’s the thing.  I do love rodeo.   As a kid growing up in Texarkana, it was so much fun to visit the Four States Fair & Rodeo every September.    The atmosphere at traditional rodeo arenas is intoxicating.   If you don’t think rodeo cowboys (and cowgirls) aren’t athletes, think again.   They work very hard, often for very little reward.   Thus it was grand fun once again to visit the Williamson County Sheriffs Posse Rodeo, in Georgetown, Texas for my friends at the Williamson County Sun.   Rodeo may not have begun in Texas, but we’ve come close to perfecting it.

After completing an assignment  in Coupland, Texas Saturday for the Austin American-Statesman, the cloud patterns above the village caught my eye.   Today, the community  in East Williamson County has, according to most recent census figures, a population of 298. Keeping the landscape intact, at left, is St. Peter’s Church, formed in 1890 by German and Swiss families.   At the turn of the 20th Century, Coupland  was bustling, with 25 businesses, including several doctors, pharmacies, garages and the Coupland Inn.  The Inn (and dance hall) are once again going strong.  The red brick structure at right is the inn.    Areas around Coupland have been used in a number of films, including one I like a lot,  “Secondhand Lions.”    As with many of my posts, don’t look for a heavy dose of news value, just my rambling impressions.

Today’s post are truly ramblings.  I left Georgetown, with no GPS set and just wandered (or rambled) along County Roads I’ve not explored.    Along County Road 327 there were nice windmills, and plenty of corn fields.   Nearing Granger, which I didn’t know at the time, I spotted a cow having an afternoon snack, with a friend on her back.   She seemed oblivious.   The egret, however, decided to take flight just after this photo was taken.  An interesting tidbit about the cow’s location …. a Google search to pinpoint the road also indicated that road was the same one as the house used in the movie “Texas Chainsaw Massacre.”  I’ll be going back to see it again, from the road, of course.