These guys will be happily strutting around in my pasture today. I don’t think they realize just how lucky they are. Wishing everyone a very Happy Thanksgiving!
Sunfire sparkling on the Pedernales River
Soaring a red-tailed hawk on the wing
Cedar and Cypress perfume dance on the water
Bull frog on the bank calling out to his love
Fireflies flicker in the wildflower valley
Cicada chorus singing their lullaby song
Whippoorwill lamenting a nightbird’s serenade
Hill Country Sonata playing my memory’s tune
Bending my heartstrings like a sweet lover’s touch
And calling me back to those hills that I love
My husband captured these shots this week. The group of vultures were roosting on one of our old trees that fell victim to the recent years of drought here in Texas. The male painted bunting stopped by our koi pond for a quick bath. I wish the bunting photos were a little better, but we had to take them through the glass of our back window.
I snapped this photo today of the Waxahachie Courthouse. The two old cars invoked thoughts of Bonnie Parker and Clyde Barrow, young outlaw lovers that went on a two-year crime spree (1932-1934) which ended in a bloody ambush lead by Texas Ranger Frank Hamer. The movie Bonnie and Clyde starring Warren Beatty and Faye Dunaway was scripted by Waxahachie native Robert Benton, and filmed in this area 1967. Many old-timers still tell stories of their encounters with the outlaws Bonnie and Clyde.
My husband, youngest daughter and I traveled back in time to the 16th Century this weekend with a visit to the Scarborough Renaissance Festival, which is held in Waxahachie Texas weekends each Spring from April until Memorial Day.
King Henry and Anne Boleyn.
The festival includes a 35 acre village consisting of artisans that create one-of-a-kind works of art and quaint shops featuring unique handmade jewelry, clothing, leather goods and other fun items. I couldn’t resist buying a spicy scented bar of handmade organic soap. Here’s our daughter Caitlin (or Cake as we affectionately call her) with a Gandalf looking Wizard in his sterling jewelery shoppe.
The artists, peddlers and performers all dress and speak in character. Performance acts include jousting competitions, comedy routines, music, dance and many other unique entertainers on 22 different stages. All the performances are included in the admission price.
After shopping and checking out a few of the acts we had to stop for some yummy fried festival food. My husband Scott chose a healthy baked potato (no bacon), but Caitlin and I went for the fried mushrooms and onion rings.
It was a lovely Texas afternoon with clear skies, a light Southern breeze and temperatures in the mid 80’s.
We couldn’t resist a cheesy photo-op as the King and Queen.
Cake fit right in with the Renaissance characters. Here she is with a couple of Ogres.
This guy is lucky he didn’t get my husbands size 11 boot up his you-know-what after calling out to Cake “Hey, come here horny girl!” As penance I made him pose for a photo.
We finished the day off by checking out some of the beautiful performing animals.
Majestic birds of prey and obliging elephants.
I felt a little sorry for this long eye-lashed beauty as she patiently carried kid after kid around and around.
What better way to end a perfect day than with a poem inspired by Cake and the Renaissance?
Dancing fairy sprite
Cast not thy gaze my way
His heart enslave
And corpse the birds to pick
Sir Walter Mittens is an artistic cat
A regular feline Van Gogh
Well actually he’s a Hemingway Cat
For each foot has an extra toe
He’s a comical cat who chirps like a bird
Whenever he is on the hunt
He uses his thumbs to hold onto his prey
Then bats the poor thing out front
Paying homage to you Ernest Hemingway
The Polydactyl is the cat I choose
And pen my soul upon the page
But try to stay away from the booze
Living in Texas, tornadoes are just something we have to deal with. I have witnessed the wreckage and have been within just a few miles of the path of several storms, but never have I actually seen a tornado up close… until yesterday.
Rachel, my oldest daughter is a Marketer in the medical field and yesterday I decided to tag along on a few of her calls. Suddenly, as we were driving, the sky began to get very dark and it began to hail. We stopped under an overpass to get out of the hail and within a minute or two the hail stopped. Then everything got real still, that’s when all hell broke loose. I did not film this video but we were one exit to the north, and as we turned to the left and looked behind us, this is what we saw.
Twelve different tornadoes ripped across Texas, leaving behind a path of utter destruction, but as of yet no fatalities and very few injuries, which is a miracle in itself. I awoke this morning to the birds singing and the sun shining. In true Texas fashion, the weather today is glorious. Not a hint of the fury unleashed upon us yesterday. What a perfect day to count my many blessings, snap a few photos and not look back on what could have been.
No, not that kind of cake… Cake is my youngest daughter Caitlin’s nickname. I think all proper Southern folk should have a nickname.
She is everything I wish to be. Kind, laid back, forgiving, she see’s the good before the bad and has endless artistic talent. We gave her a keyboard for Christmas (she has never touched a piano or read music before) and within 2 days she could read music and play a portion of Moonlight Sonata. She also loves to work on her 1984 Camaro Berlinetta. She replaces headlights, changes the oil, replaces loose belts and various other things I know nothing about.
She and my oldest daughter, Rachel, recently spent a few weeks in England and Scotland. Here are some of her pics.