I don't know for sure, but this field of Texas Bluebonnets really make me "homesick." Maybe it is recall of when I lived there as a young child. This last time I was there in 2007, I saw a lot of the open spaces when I visited one of my maternal line cousins, Irma Foster and her husband, Glenn. I took a lot of pictures of the fields.
This photo reminded me of that connection perhaps. How I long some days to go see some of my extended family. Their hospitality is addictive and they love to have me visit with them. However, reality bites. She remembers my grandmother, Anita, who was her grandfather's sister. She was called "Tia Apache."
Those familiar bluebonnets are indicative of the fields of wild flowers of Texas.
If I get nostalgic for Texas, this is a good reason.
I saw this photo of an article online of great small towns in the U.S. to explore. This one was near Austin, Texas, called Cuero, Texas. I believe "cuero" means, (raw) hide. It has less than 2,000 residents, and yet a very beautiful place. It was chosen as one of ten in the United States. My cousin lives about 60 miles or less north west of Austin, in Jarrel, Texas.
She lives where a lot of tornadoes have been known to hit and destroy some smaller homes. She took me for a tour there and showed me where an entire mobile home park was demolished and a baseball field was put in after in its place as a memorial. Sad, huh.
It kind of reminds me of the story of the three little pigs. You know, where the big bad wolf huffed and he puffed and was only able to blow down the one made of straw and wood. The brick one stayed standing. Maybe that is why they, (Irma & Glenn) live there in a nice home, a brick home there.
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