With or without this COVID nuisance, one of my pleasures is just meandering around the countryside, seldom getting close to anyone. Seeing cotton crops in their various stages is a visual treat. Even when this health nastiness has passed, I’ll still find tranquility in quiet wanderings. 
Just following the light tonight, friends. Leading lines. 
Although that nagging virus persisted, by Thursday morning a short walk was conducted, followed by another one on Friday. One day at a time, friends. 
This only works when the skies are just right and a lone vehicle crests a hill. We’re not the Texas Hill Country, but the Blackland Prairie has its own nice hills, too. From this evening. 
COVID-19 has slowed the work, but not completely. Until (hopefully) I’m in full recovery, keeping things ever-more simple is the way it must be. A late-summer evening, east of Weir, Texas. 
Sometimes these scenes don’t pan out, but sometimes they do. A lone cow strolls atop a hill near Coupland. Until my COVID issue is resolved, slow and simple features are the rule of the day. 
Recently I noticed the addition of lights on bridge spanning Lake Drive in Taylor. A pathway there connects Bull Branch Park and Murphy Park. Whoever thought to add this light to the trail is to be commended. While I noticed it for a few nights, one night a young man was fishing in Bull Branch Creek. It looked nice. As most know, I’m a big fan of night photography. 
It’s a windmill photographed a lot, but in recent years encroaching development creates a chaotic landscape. I still like the windmill, if not the surroundings. 
From this evening in Coupland, Texas. Sunset over St Peter’s Church of Coupland. 