Pat and I took a day trip to Comfort, Texas. First things first: we ate ice cream at Comfort Pizza, then we wandered around the antique and art stores. Lunch was at High’s Cafe and Store. It was a grey day, but the rain held off until we were leaving town. It was fun and I’m sure we’ll go back again.
Category Archives: Travel
Boxcar 87: Fiction Friday
Friday Fictioneer Challenge: Write a 100-word story based on the photo.
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Boxcar 87
“Are we almost there?”
Boxcar 87 looked back. Boxcar 88 was rocking a little from side to side, looking a bit anxious under a thin layer of dust.
“First trip out west?” Boxcar 87 asked. “Relax. Look how beautiful the desert is.”
Boxcar 88 snorted. “It’s boring. It’s, like, one color: khaki. Miles and miles of boring nothing.”
Boxcar 87 wondered about the future of rail transportation when youngsters like 88 had no patience, no imagination.
“Are we almost there?” Boxcar 88 repeated.
“No, we are not almost there.” Boxcar 87 sighed. This was going to be one long trip.
An Afternoon in Gruene
I met up with some fellow photographers in Gruene, Texas. (It’s pronounced as “green.” It was a perfect spring day: a few white clouds and a nice breeze. We wandered around town taking photos of whatever caught our eye, listened to live music while eating lunch on the patio overlooking the Guadalupe River at the Grist Mill, then wandered around a bit more.
It was the first time I’d ever been to Gruene (what have I been doing all this time?). Just before I left, I went into Gruene Hall (Texas’ oldest dance floor) and discovered a live band with dancing — in the middle of a Sunday afternoon! The band was Jack Hustinx & the Southern Aces. I don’t have dancing shoes (or boots) any more, but I may have to get me some. I had a wonderful time.
An Afternoon in Georgetown
Airing of the Quilts
The Airing of the Quilts and the Garden Club Tour of Homes is an annual event in Smithville, Texas. I picked up my camera and hit the road for a day trip. I took 297 photos; here are a few presentable ones. Not all my photos turned out; I’m still overexposing some.
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As I arrived and got out of my car, I heard music. Live music. I followed the sound down a narrow entrance and it opened up into a patio. Live music at 9:30 a.m., yes, indeed. I didn’t get the name of the band, but I doubt that it is “Smoking Area.” I could hear their music all through the morning as I walked around looking at the quilts.
I spent all my time walking around downtown Smithville, taking photos of the quilts and old buildings. I didn’t make it to the Garden Tour of Homes. Maybe next year!





