The friend who owns these ponds calls them tanks, but whatever name you give them, they’re nice places to visit.   A small collection of photographs from an outing there this week.  

The first two are from last evening, the closeup is from tonight.  You know what they are.

It was an okay bit of wandering this evening, but when this scene appeared close to sunset, all was good.   It’s a stream.   Not a pond, not a tank.  The crisp light was a blessing.

For 30-plus years running was a passion, but it wasn’t a good fit when seeing something interesting along a route.  And the dang cameras were too heavy to carry while running.  Since becoming a committed walker years ago, slowing down has allowed a new avenue for photographs.  When meandering along on these strolls, there’s no guilt about briefly stopping for a snapshot.  It’s an ideal combination of exercise and therapy.   Perhaps these walking posts will screech to a halt.  They’re just little slices of life, taken with a little camera that’s not a phone.

Today is Flag Day in the United States.   Photographs offered here are from Mager Cemetery, seen in a recent post when Rain Lilies were in bloom.   American flags, photographed near day’s end on Saturday, are offered this time.  Volunteers from  the Hermann Sons Coupland-New Bern Lodge place flags on every burial place.  During last night’s visit a friendly pooch, whose name tag calls her “Fancy” stopped by, too.   She lives nearby, utilizing the expansive fields to get there.   Mager Cemetery is  nestled in a quiet area of our county, so far not mowed over by development.  

Georgetown’s 74th Juneteenth Celebration, hosted by the Georgetown Cultural Citizen Memorial Association, was held today at the Georgetown Community Center in San Gabriel Park.  The indoor event was preceded by a small parade through the park, led by a few capable Girl Scouts from a troop in Round Rock.   By now most of you know the history of Juneteenth, but if not get your search engines in gear.   The program, as always, concludes each year with the playing of “Reach Out and Touch.”   Holding hands is a given.  And always inspiring.  Just a bit of community journalism, friends.

Attendees enjoyed a performance by Vinyl Countdown G/ATX! during the First Friday Concert held on the courthouse  lawn in Georgetown this evening.  Heat and humidity didn’t stop folks from attending a free concert hosted by the Georgetown Beard Club.   The concerts are usually on the first Friday of the month, but last week’s rain put it off a week.   Rain was still nearby tonight.  Thankfully, we only got the rainbow, but not the rain.  The little guy at the end of this post was definitely ready to go home to a cooler place.

Milo, or grain sorghum, is among the most colorful crops in our area, transitioning from green to various shades of yellow, orange and red.   It’s a healthy grain suitable for human and animal consumption.  And a nice surprise to see it each season.

Railroad tracks have been intriguing subjects for years. At the right time of day those rails just glow.   Each of the four offered tonight have been photographed a few times, but these are recent.    One set of tracks, a little west of Granger appears abandoned.    On a personal note, my paternal grandfather died in a train/car crash near Long Beach, California in the mid-1920s.  My father was just two.  Like a number folks from Texas, grandfather moved his family to California to work in oil fields there.  The railroad crossing was considered quite dangerous.   A photo from the crash scene made the cover of a Los Angeles newspaper.  We have the paper.  After the crash, my grandmother returned the family to Texas.  The story has nothing to do with these photos, but it might explain the track fascination.

And one from tonight, not far from Weir, Texas.