I spent the last 4 days in Texas.
We started off just outside of Round Top (pop. 90) and eventually made our way to Austin.
The prairie. Cherry pie. The hornet. Farm routes. Exploring. Thistle fields. No shoes. Three scoops of ice cream. Polaroids.
The kindness of strangers.
That about sums it up.
And no trip is complete without a visit by the police at the airport.
I’ll never be too old for this shit.
Day 126 of 365
(rehearsals for departure)
Shoulder-high thistle fields. Old barns. Oppressive heat.
I could tell you my adventures beginning with…
Day 125 of 365
(though you are gone, i still often walk with you)
Day 124 of 365
(murder in the city)
Up on blocks. Somewhere in Texas.
Day 123 of 365
Day 122 of 365
(black soul choir)