I don’t have to go too far out in the middle of nowhere anymore because of a change in my territory for work, hence the end of Rural Texas Mondays. I told my boss about it, though, and she was considerate enough to get this shot in downtown Austin for me. It’s not a rural setting, but it’s about as unexpectedly country as Texas can be!
Cheaper than a cab, too.
Unsurprisingly, rural Texas has some weird food options.
Gas station gold…
Why, yes, I’d like nothing more than some fried pork fat with attached skin! (said the vegetarian)
It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas, y’all!
It’s been pretty chilly (if in the 40s and 50s really counts) and gray around central and Southern Texas the past week, which FINALLY made it feel like December! I even gave in to Christmas music on the radio yesterday.
I was thinking of getting a little tree and some lights to make my apartment look more festive, but maybe I should just get a light-up cactus, huh? What do you think? 🙂
The weird thing about trying to capture the essence of Nowhereland, TX is that even though practically no one is around, I feel like I can’t stop to enjoy the open spaces. The road is there to get you from point A to point B; there are farms and teeny towns in between, but nothing is made to be displayed or contemplated. It all has a purpose.
Unlike any museum, the beauty is not roped off and hung at eye level for you to soak in at your convenience. It’s all over, and sometimes you have to find your own path to stop and look.
The speed limits on those open roads is the same as any major highway, so you go flying by everything along the way. If I hadn’t finally committed to pulling over, I would have missed this little guy floating around just like whoever was in the white truck that sped past.
Cities aren’t the only places where life is in a hurry.
I wish I could say this was uncommon.
Just another Monday out in the boonies…
I couldn’t figure out why I was so enchanted with the wide open spaces and tiny barbed wire-wrapped farms that I was passing every week, since that’s kind of where I come from, but I think I’ve actually gotten used to cities. This whole blog has been (mostly) about the big, bad, urban metropolises we’ve ventured to and tried to figure out. I think it’s about time that I infuse some country landscapes into all that glass and concrete.
Consider this your first official installment.