Lately life feels like I’m playing a game of pin-the-tail-on-the-donkey and that creepy Jack-in-the-box keeps spinning me around and moving the donkey. 🤡🎯
Where is my trusty wooden dog Snoopy? 🐶
He would chase Jack back into his box so I could ride off into the Lollipop Forrest of Candyland on my bouncy Wonder horse… toy guns a blazin’ 🔫🤠🍭🐴
Beauty can often be found in the midst of ugliness. Isn’t it inspiring that man-made things, such as asphalt and concrete, cannot contain the beauty of nature? Nature’s beauty is determined to exist and bloom. Finding the gap in man’s creation, forcing its way up and out. These expressions of unmitigated defiance inspire me to push through my own self-made obstacles to find fresh and interesting new perspectives.
CUERO, TX. Indians were known to kill wild cattle that got stuck in Cuero Creek. The Spanish called it Arroyo del Cuero, or Creek of the Rawhide. The town was named after the creek. It was one of the stops I visited that was on the Chisholm Trail. You can read more about Cuero and it’s interesting history by visiting Texas State Historical Association.