House sparrow. Sky falls. Never panics. Blends in with fences.
It was the type of cabin that exuded “we’ll laugh about this someday” energy. The bed was so short that my feet hung off the end, the bathroom that threatened to set my hair on fire (it’s complicated) had no door, and the water was literally purified by sulfur. I’m sure I found these quirks… Continue reading Liberty Hill, TX
I had a couple hours to kill before leaving Fredericksburg when I spotted this childhood destination on a map. With nothing more than vague heat-drenched memories of being dragged to "interesting" places by my mom, I decided to check it out and hopefully spot a bird or two before continuing on the drive. It was… Continue reading Enchanted Rock, TX