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Early Morning Rambling

Getting up early isn’t difficult, but taking photos at the beginning of a day can be challenging.   This morning, however, I made myself get out the door about twenty minutes before sunrise, choosing to stay close to home.   The rookery at Taylor’s Murphy Park is usually a good option.   This collection of photos includes not just our seasonal visitors, egrets, but also ducks and geese, year-round residents.  The first three are before sunrise.  The power lines around the park make sunrises tricky, but I managed.    It’s good to be an early-bird sometimes.

Warm Evening Skies

It’s an area east of Granger I’ve  photographed quite a lot, but enjoyed the recent arrival of warm light near sunset.   The structure, if I’m correct, was at one time a picker’s shack,  made available for seasonal workers many years ago.   It fits well into this scene.

Another Fine Barn

This continues a series of photographs documenting barns.   Pictured tonight is a barn I first photographed seven years ago.   Just up the road from us, I’d seen it for several years, but wouldn’t set foot on the property without an okay from the owner.   In 2017, however, I noticed a couple outside, tending a garden in their yard.   Pulling into the driveway, I asked if it was alright to take photos. “Sure, but watch out where you step,” pointing to a spot.  “I killed a rattlesnake right there,” he explained.    Since then this barn has been in front of my lenses a few times.   The road it’s on was closed down for almost a year for a widening project, but recently it re-opened.   These were taken last evening.   I’m glad to see the 1963 Chevrolet still there.    A few barns photographed no longer exist.   It’s important to document them now.

A Vintage Washington County Gin

These photos were taken in mid-March, on a weekend we went hunting for wildflowers in Washington County, Texas.   After spending time in Brenham, we traveled 12 miles west, to the community of Burton, home to the Cotton Gin Museum.  Behind the museum is this wonderful cotton gin, which opened in 1913.  It’s still operational today, primarily during the museum’s Cotton Gin Festival, held each April.  It’s a really neat space.   I’ve added a photo of the site’s historical marker to give you a little more information.   As cotton season nears, this seemed like a good set of photographs to dust off and offer tonight.  I’m hopeful our farmers have a better harvest this year.   Drought and heat are treacherous. 

Stormy Prairie Skies

With Hurricane Beryl moving toward the Texas coast, we expected rain by Monday, but storms arrived this evening in East Williamson County, Texas.   Thankfully, our power stayed on.   After about an hour of wandering, it was nice to see the reflection on the pond at Prince of Peace Lutheran Church in Wuthrich Hill.   Our drought-plagued area does need the rain.

A Holiday Weekend Gathering at the River

This post begins with the kind of photograph  I’ve avoided making for years.   Decades ago, at the beginning of my professional journey, newspapers continually asked us to take group photos, winners of sports events, church groups, garden club officers, people shaking hands, etc., all of them posed.    Most of us referred to those as “grip and grins.”   In the years since the birth of social media, this type of photo has taken on new life.   I still don’t like them, but for some reason, this one works.  Friday evening, looking for a 4th of July holiday weekend setting, I  saw this group of family and friends gathered on the banks of the San Gabriel River in Georgetown. The light was warm and crisp, the group enjoying fish they’d caught earlier.   The only issue was they spoke only halting English, and despite almost four years of studying Spanish in both high school and college, my Spanish was lukewarm at best.   But we managed to communicate well enough after  explaining I was taking photos for a newspaper.  Be yourselves, I urged, but for a while they were focused on posing.   Finally, I took the opening photo. Not posed.  With that one taken, they continued enjoying their relaxing afternoon, allowing the type of photographs I sought.    Included are a father and mother, their two children, a grandfather, and another couple, close friends.   It all seemed to work. The grandfather offered me a Coca Cola, not accepted, but an appreciated kindness.  Photography is a language, its communication not bound by mere words.  It was a good evening, even with a grip and grin.