
Back across the road from the painters I wandered…Drawn by the sounds of water singing over rocks. Fallen leaves danced over the eddies…
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Back across the road from the painters I wandered…Drawn by the sounds of water singing over rocks. Fallen leaves danced over the eddies…
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This shot was taken from the opposite side of the road from the preceding post. There were three women standing on an old low water crossing with easels painting the view. They were what originally caught my eye and caused me to stop and take some shots.
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It’s been a while since we have visited the Hill Country in the fall. I came across this waterfall outside of Kerrville while driving with my wife in 2008.
To get to the place where I could get the shot I had to crouch under a highway bridge and crab walk to the other side…
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This was the weekend of our 30th Wedding Anniversary…And three days after being laid off from my job of 35 years…The numbness has worn of by now…And the trip, planned and paid for in advance, really was the best thing we could have done. The nights on the porch watching the lights of Fredericksburg helped give us thinking time.
The drive down towards Lost Maples State Park was beautiful as you can see from the photo.

Washington and Austin Counties in Texas are famous for their Bluebonnets and their antiques…Both come together each spring when the whole area goes festival crazy.
Each spring I try to get a free day to make the drive NW into Bluebonnet Country. I do try to avoid the weekends though. Weekdays in this part of the country means when you stop in the middle of a gravel road to snap a picture you generally aren’t putting anyone out.

Driving back from San Antonio, I did what I normally do…I headed out in the wrong direction and circled all the way around the city. I do not ever pass up a chance for a drive in the Texas Hill Country. I have even been known to turn a five hour drive into a twelve hour drive…Don’t tell anyone, OK.
I don’t even remember what road I was on when I saw a low water crossing go over the Medina River. Once I pulled off and looked downstream I saw that folks had evidently been pulling off here for a long time. A real Hill Country swimming hole…Tire swing over the water and all.