Every first Friday, no matter the weather, folks turn out for the First Friday Art Trail. This month, in addition to what you think of as “art” there were bands, dancers, costumed actors, food trucks, and lots and lots of people. My informal survey of the food trucks indicated that this one, the taco truck, was the most popular.
It’s a lot of fun; you should probably plan a trip to Lubbock one of these first Fridays to check it out. You’ll be glad you did.
Well, I realize we’re not likely to ever be overrun by busloads of tourists seeking a glimpse at our fall foliage.
A light rain earlier in the day brought out the muted colors in the dying grasses.
Yellowhouse Canyon, Texas
PS – I know. Color. Sometimes that’s the right thing to do.
Or is it?
I’ve been watching this field for a decade now; it’s a dryland farm, so the farmer is dependent on the right amount of rain at the right time for his crop. I’d guess that half the years I’ve watched, he hasn’t had any crop at all – all those drought years were tough. Usually he grows (or tries to) cotton, but this year he switched to sorghum.
And maybe he’ll get to harvest it soon.
Lubbock County, Texas