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Happy Independance day Everyone!! Especially those past and present that gave us the independance to celebrate!!

 

 

Looking back over the archives and came across these I took at Big Bend. A lot of almost good shots. I see so much that I would have done differently with the knowledge I now have. LOL

Big Bend National Park

A Texas homestead 

Flower

14 miles southwest of San Marcos on Hwy 123 to Seguin. My granfather would have called it a wide place in the road!

Texas StateCapital Building

I went to Galveston to investigate a 'haunted' lighthouse, and felt like I had gone back in time...

The only way to reach Bolivar Peninsula is by ferry, from which the supposedly haunted Bolivar Lighthouse is but a speck on the horizon. Along the way, we glide past an eerie-looking partially sunken ship. Once on the peninsula, the black towering lighthouse dominates the landscape, and a foreboding marsh surrounds the lighthouse around back. Prehistoric-looking cranes roamed the marsh grasses looking for a meal, and waded the waters off of the peninsula.

After a day of ghosthunting, nature called, showing us a bee, and not just any bee- but an angsty, dressed-in-black Goth bee.... and gargoyles kept watch over the descending sunlight. A ghostly moon peeking through blossomed trees gave a final otherworldy touch to the unforgettable day...

Went to see the Texas wildflowers last weekend (I know Miztli beat me to the story) and saw some  strangers and even strangers with  a dog.

However, to keep the flowers wild and beautiful, certain rules have to be followed. It is sad that despite the large warning signs, some on the other side  of the fence just don't listen.

On our trip to find abandoned buildings we passed a road called Roberts Cemetery Road. Intrigued....we drove down this road, and were delightfully rewarded.  Several headstones had a very loving quality to them as it appears as though they are handcarved- Easter, Frizer,  Phillip, poor Sallie looks like her headstone is being uprooted by a tree, and Walter.
The cemetery is in disrepair which can be seen  here and the upkeep in general although it is hauntingly beautiful.  Strangely, for being called "Roberts Cemetery" I only recall seeing one Roberts but maybe I wasn't looking hard enough?  It was a little strange to see this in a graveyard, but maybe it is just the thing...Nicer than a simple stone bench to rest on I would think.

And a run down of the remaining headstones that caught my eye and lens: Anna,  Bauer, Eckie, Ella, Hier, iron cross(light played with to create this effect), Mrs Emma, and Oran.  

We didn't see strangers... but we weren't  alone.

early morning, extreme fog, one couple, one beach
sea wall
marsh and lighthouse

At Scrap Daddy's:
his current project
c'mon get happy
you can trust your car
henson mobile
with downtown behind
lording over
welcome
 workshop

I went through my Houston Arboretum pix while sitting for two hours in Denver:
observation deck
trio
pond reflection
monet was here
walkway
log (this is the shot I was taking when Bill took the one of me hunched over)
nowhere
 long walkway
twins
a stand
Wilk waits
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