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03 February 2014



I love this post - for the saturation of blue and growth that it provided. I love crepe myrtles too! Their limbs so sensuous, smooth and languid all at once. So glad you felt some home! xo


Your description transported me back to our first real trip through Texas in 1980, (real as in not just flying in and out of Dallas for a weekend event) when we were taking a youth group to Mexico City. We camped somewhere in southern Texas the night before crossing the border, and I remember that same sense of absolute awe, standing, after all was still, under that amazing huge sky packed with stars. These photos are delightful, and the last one especially, of the water is so silvery and luminous it looks almost other-worldly. Your family does such a wonderful job of picking up and making fun things happen!

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