I told Laura to watch for spring rolling out as we went south, and though it didn't happen until Oklahoma, we did see it happen. And we watched spring roll shut again on the way home. But, I ask you:
On April 2nd! Enough, already. On the other hand, it melted quickly.
The ten year old orchid keeps on blooming. Good job, little thing.
Rose sent these three photos for River. These are interchanges near her home in Grand Prairie. I'm glad I could cut my teeth on these, first. They were higher and higher in Dallas and Fort Worth.
This is all freeway. Imagine surface roads squeezed between those pillars, even a place like the triangle of grass.
And, I need to correct a glaring error from my last post. I called the pillars "cement". I can hear my father saying, "Cement is glue. That is concrete!"