Just a sunset I like, in an area of North Williamson County where I don’t wander enough.   Traffic hasn’t overtaken this road yet.

Farmer and rancher friends often provide technical names for the grasses sprouting up in late summer into autumn, but just call them prairie grasses.    These were all taken in the early-evening time, but morning light is also sweet.   Sometimes I just shoot photos until a theme emerges.   This little group began in late-August, concluding last evening with a horse in the midst of her grasses.  This is, after all, the Blackland Prairie.

A bonus photograph tonight, friends.   During a nightly wandering around Granger this evening I happened on some friends enjoying an evening bicycle ride.   The fellow presented here was fully decked-out, with not just a headlight and taillight, but brightly-glowing blue wheels!   You could see him coming from a long way off.  And he wore a helmet.   This was taken near the conclusion of his outing.

Just a few photographs from a late-day Sunday drive along one county road east of Coupland, Texas.   Some of this road is paved, but much isn’t.   I like the part that isn’t.   The truss bridge over Brushy Creek is nice. Mentioned in previous posts, but the bridge played a prominent role in “Secondhand Lions,” a 2003 film starring Robert Duvall and Michael Caine.   After passing through the bridge, I encountered a few curious friends.   Back roads are peaceful.

By now you probably realize I offer a weekly post from daily walks, mostly in Taylor.   Presented are some taken from October 14th through the 18th.   Each was taken with my very totable Olympus mirrorless camera, weighing about as much as your smartphone.  I was intrigued by windows this week. 

On my way to Georgetown I made a brief sunrise stop to again take photos at the Jonah School site.   The old-growth pecan tree and ancient merry-go-round are soothing subjects when a quiet scene is helpful.   We’re surrounded by noise, not just auditory, but the visual kind, too.

This morning I was on the campus of Georgetown’s Southwestern University for a Walk to End Alzheimer’s.  My cynical nature led me to think it would be a run of the mill event.   I soon learned it was not.   It was incredibly moving.   About 600 people showed up to make their way around the campus.  The first three photographs present attendees who are living with this disease.   The others are  family members, or caregivers.  The  chihuahua is Cora, now 10-years-old, her legs paralyzed, but she walked with Marsi, whose mother died in December.   Cora was mom’s dog.   The white flower pictured  will honor the first person cured. It can happen, friends.    This was a moving event to see.  These photos are for the Williamson County Sun. 

As our area continues to grow at unprecedented speed, I seek out places  that are quiet and still  a little agrarian.   Beyersville, an area in Southeast Williamson County,  is like that.    Mager Cemetery, in particular, is an occasional destination.   In the very far distance, if you look closely, you can see construction cranes at Taylor’s semiconductor plant.   Its influence hasn’t (so far) touched Beyersville very much.   Sometimes, when visiting Mager, I’ll see flowers sprouting near gravesites, or American flags.   And there’s rabbits, the occasional chickens.   Beyond its borders, however, are cattle, often curious when they notice the camera’s presence.   This post is about cows, and sunsets, spaces.   And solitude.  

Meandering in and out of clouds, the moon continued to look nice a little before 7a.m. this morning in Taylor.

This mesquite tree at a friend’s Circleville ranch keeps providing inspiration.   I stood on a hill tonight as a Waning Gibbous moon, at 99.5% visibility, found its way into the eastern sky a little after 7p.m.     Another post was planned tonight, but this seemed like a better idea.