Fair Park, Dallas, Texas

This photo was taken in 2003 and posted on the Journalspace blog sometime after that. 

Not being a huge fan of large cities, I stayed out of Los Angeles as much as possible.  I hated it, every bit of it.  The only time I went to LA was if I had company from out of town and took them sightseeing through Orange County beaches, Disney Land, Universal Studios, Hollywood, Venice Beach, etc.  Other than that, I stayed out of town.  Once the MetroLink was in operation, I then took day trips by train into town and explored on my own by foot and public transportation. 

Dallas is different.  I love Dallas.  For the past 4 years I have spent periods of time working in the Metroplex stretching from North Richland Hills to Mesquite.  Recently I had work for much of this year in Northeast Dallas near SMU.  It is there that I fell in love with this city.

Stream

Visiting a favorite Seattle blog recently, I recall the time I spent at the Olympic Peninsula.  It was a very rushed weekend as I wanted to see as much as I could in a very short period of time.  It was particularly important that I visit one of the rain forests of the national park. 

I had gone in search of the story of Pinto, the Morab that was used as a packhorse for the Overland Westerners in the early 1900’s across the United States by horseback.  Pinto was one of the surviving animals after the very long treck.  After his owner died this horse found himself at the Olympic National Park as a pack horse in 1913. 

Unfortunately I ran out of time. 

This photo was taken toward the end of my hike that day.

Running With The Moon

Tonight was one of those nights.

In years past there was a place in the desert I where I used to run. I looked forward to going after dark when the moon was so bright there was no need for street lights. I miss running along the road in the middle of no where being chased by nothing more than my shadow.

This evening I took a walk to the football stadium. The lights are always on there but my block is completely dark. The town has little light pollution thus one can see the many stars in the night. The moon lit the path and Bonnie Raitt sang “Send me An Angel” on the way home.

The photo above was taken by me, processed by me.

Goodnight.

Trumpet

They can overtake your yard, fence, house, your life. They are so pretty though and make for a great privacy fence and the hummingbirds just love the blooms. I had one at my other house that grew on the fence just outside of my bedroom window. I saw hummingbirds, as did my cat, all day and the late afternoons, it provided some shade on that fence. But it climbed the fence and my house.

In a new house not far from the old one, I am ready to plant this beautiful vine once again. And I want it outside of my bedroom window.

Sunday

Rain finally arrived today early this morning just as the weather man promised. I did not water my vegetable garden last night in hopes that we would get that much needed rain. The sky is gray today, dark. I’ll ride later if it clears off.

We should acknowledge God as both the source of our hope and the object of our praise. (More on this in James 5:13) J Waggoner