Yesterday i was looking at a storm system located over Bandera while standing in the yard. Today i am watching one in a different portion of the sky. From what i understand its somewhere between Mason and Fredericksburg, but i just know it to be the sky over the front right portion of the property. …
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When the light painted the clouds in the sky various colors it often painted the yard as well. All the land was awash with pink or yellow light and i couldn’t understand why anyone would ever want to live anywhere else. However, i was grateful they did because i didn’t desire a thousand neighbors in …
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I have always thought of the sky as God’s canvas. Just like a mortal artist, i believe he paints. Only, he works in mediums other than oil or acrylic. Dust/smog, light, and water are blended together on the daily to make thousands of beautiful pictures over time…the paintbrush being wind.
A brief pause in the rain allowed me to get some things done around the homestead.
This last photo was taken from inside the shed looking out the window on the door during sunset.