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East Austin, part 2

Austin, Texas. June 2015. Advertisements

East Austin, part 1

Exploring the east side of town with my bro. Austin, Texas. June 2015.

Town Lake

Lucky to spend Father’s Day this year biking around a rainy downtown Austin with my Dad.  While I know it’s technically called Lady Bird Lake now, she’ll always be Town Lake to me ❤ Austin, Texas. June 2015.

Take me home where I belong

Lady Bird Johnson Wildflower Center, Austin, Texas.  June 2015.

Lady Bird, part 2

Lady Bird Johnson Wildflower Center, Austin, Texas. June 2015.

Lady Bird, part 1

Lady Bird Johnson Wildflower Center, Austin, Texas.  June 2015.

Slowhand

Austin, Texas.  June 2015.

Quiet dear, I’m blooming within

Sure, wildflowers grow just about everywhere, but nothing compares to my memories of them in Texas.  The harsh sun means wildflowers there are of a hardier stock that the delicate beauties that grow in the north, and throughout the spring and summer, the state bursts into fields of bluebonnets, paintbrushes, Mexican hats, and black-eyed Susans.  While I was in Austin last weekend, the firewheels…

Ate ice cream in a desert dream

 

Leave all your love and your longing behind

Wanderings: Austin

A few happy days with my wild, gorgeous loves in the wild, gorgeous city that will always be home.

It’s Friday, I’m in love

I’m Austin-bound today for my sister’s high school graduation.  Being home and surrounded by family always feels so good, and I’m looking forward to Mexican food, a few hours at the pool, and spending some time with my parents and siblings. The photo above, of my little sis, is about six years old, but it’s one of my favorites.  She has always been my…

A wedding party in Houston

Is there anything better than when awesome people find happiness with other awesome people?  Recently two of my favorite people got hitched, and they threw a big party in Houston to celebrate.  We couldn’t be happier for them, and were thrilled to travel down south to spend a fantastic evening eating cake, drinking champagne, and dancing the night away with friends and family.

Wanderings: Beach birthday in Galveston

We had to travel to Houston for a wedding celebration over the weekend that my Mister turned thirty.  I lived in Houston for a few years when I was very young, but haven’t spent much time there as an adult and was at a bit of a loss for things to do for a fun birthday.  Houston is a huge city and I was…

Wanderings: Dallas city lights

Dallas is gorgeous at night.  I’ve always loved the city skyline with its electric blues and greens, and set as the backdrop for the strangely geometric Klyde Warren Park, it makes for a stunning landscape.  One night, after a fantastic dinner at Lark on the Park, I felt an irresistible tug to take a little stroll around the park and museum district, admiring the…

Wanderings: Dallas, after all these years

Are there places you won’t go?  For me, for a long time, that was Dallas.  It wasn’t anything about the city itself, just bad memories about things that happened there a long time ago.  Bad enough to keep me away for 14 years, and likely they would have kept me away forever if I hadn’t been offered a work project that would mean travel…

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