Bryan working in the yard at the house outside of Murchison.
Birds take flight out of the tree in the front yard. Who knows what spooked 'em but they all took off at one time. 
Jennifer and me getting ready to tear it up at the Athens roller rink. I think there were maybe 4 people there older than us and I believe they were all there because they were waiting for their kids......
Me outside of Thompson + Hanson, a landscape architecture firm on West Alabama Street in Houston. My latest issue of Domino magazine included a feature on this section of Houston so we spent a beautiful day window shopping and hitting the antique stores with Bryan's mom Flora and his aunt Linda. 
Since the sun came out while we were in Houston, we talked Flora and Mark into driving us down to the beach in Galveston. That's me walking the beach looking for shells-- pretty much what I do when we go to the beach in Oregon. Oh, except it was sunny at this beach.
Bryan with his mom, Flora and her husband Mark. Mark introduced us to Goodsen's diner in Tomball, TX-- home of the world's biggest chicken fried steak. I swear it was as big as B's face. 
I think Texas gets a bad rap sometimes. Must be all of that "Don't Mess With Texas" talk. Sure, it's huge, the cities are huge, the SUVs are huge, and the freeways are huge, but the sky is also huge. And the thunderstorms that roll through are huge and AMAZING. In Texas, men hold doors open and call you "ma'am". There are still dry counties-- I had to register into the "drinking club" in order to have a margarita at the Jalapeno Tree in Athens on my birthday. There is a Dairy Queen in every small town and the people are some of the nicest around. Maybe it's the accent or all of the "how y'all doin' today", but you just feel welcome you know?
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