Monday, September 13, 2010


I visited my oldest and dearest friend since the 7th grade this weekend in Houston.  I lived in Houston 43 years before moving to the Texas Hill Country.  What strikes me most as I get closer to Houston on the drive is the changing vegetation from brown to lush green.  I do miss the green - not the humidity - but the intensity of the green and, at times, the hustle, bustle of the city.

On my first visit several years ago to my friend's house, she met me at a specific spot and proceeded to tell me that we would turn left at the first stop light after the bridge.  So here I am following her car but was somewhat puzzled when we kept traveling straight after going over 5 or 6 places that I considered a sort of bridge. 

I travel regularly over "low water" bridges that are approximately 20 feet in length and most of the time there is no water.  The above photo has water but it is the only one I could find after searching through bookoos of folders.  :D  However, you get the idea.

It wasn't until I saw this one did I understand what she meant by bridge.  It is at least a half of a mile, maybe longer.  I couldn't help but laugh at myself because I'd forgotten what bridges were like in my old hometown of Houston since we'd moved to the Hill Country in 1982.

Lake Houston.  Don't you just love the fluffy clouds.  Houston skies are like that most of the time. 

More to come on the trip to Houston.  I took a wonderful walk down memory lane.

Until next time, God bless.


DJan said...

Yes, this is a beautiful bridge, and those clouds are so pretty. I visited there once long ago and couldn't even breathe in the thick hot air! To exercise I had to get up at 6:00 am in the morning, and by 8:00 am it was too hot for me!

Lynn said...

During the hot months (at least 6 out of the year), I got up about 5 or 5:15 AM to meet my jogging partner at 5:30 AM at the local high school track. lol

Crafty Sue said...

Great pictures....Great country!

reanaclaire said...

what beautiful scenery!


SquirrelQueen said...

Beautiful skies and scenery. Living in a more rural area does change our perspective doesn't it. We moved to the Walla Walla valley from the Portland, OR area about nine years ago. I would have been like you with the bridges.

I grew up in Georgia and I don't miss that horrible high humidity at all.

The Japanese Redneck said...

Glad you got to have a visit with your friend.

Luv the pictures.