Painted on a wooden fence in Denton, Texas
This one had been defaced by someone that used white paint to add crude breasts. I photoshopped that out.
You are welcome.
This one had only been started. I posed my bicycle where the one in the image will be. It looks cool, I hope the artist finishes it.
November Devil, David Iles, on The Square, Denton Texas
November Devil, David Iles, Denton, Texas
November Devil, David Iles, Denton, Texas
“A dust devil flew up on the porch between us, fill my mouth with dirt. The dirt say, Anything you do to me already done to you.”
—-Alice Walker, The Color Purple
“An Airstream is a lot like a first love: you are lured by her charm, seduced by her beauty, and once bitten, you are forever chasing after her mystique.”
― Bruce Littlefield, Airstream Living
Denton Arts and Jazz Festival, Denton, Texas
Rooster’s Roadhouse, Denton Texas
Rooster’s Roadhouse, Denton
Art by Judith Lea Perkins – Deep Ellum, Dallas, Texas
Judith Lea Perkins by alexandra olivia, on Flickr
Cottonwood Art Festival, Richardson, Texas
The tree which moves some to tears of joy is in the eyes of others only a green thing that stands in the way. Some see nature all ridicule and deformity… and some scarce see nature at all. But to the eyes of the man of imagination, nature is imagination itself.
—-William Blake
Crow Museum of Asian Art, Dallas, Texas
The True-Life Horror that Inspired Moby-Dick
Call Me Ishmael
What’s on Tap: Proposed laws good for beer – and Texas
I remember looking at a bag of potato chips and seeing the warning “May cause anal leakage.” Yeah, right.
11 Foods You Can’t Buy Anywhere Anymore
and not alltogether a bad thing.
Could the ancient Romans have built a digital computer?
The 10 best restaurants in Dallas-Fort Worth
The 10 Best Gift Shops in Dallas
I would add La Mariposa to the list.
The 5 Best Theater Companies in Dallas
Stuff I want:
Titanium Escape Ring Packs a Shim and a Saw
To be interested in the changing seasons is a happier state of mind than to be hopelessly in love with spring.
—-George Santayana
Though his health and family had been broken in the process, he’d found his purpose in life — to share the ancient key discovered anew in the garden: if we feed the earth, it will feed us.
I see that is the secret, too, to living. Though the earth demands its sacrifices, spring will always return.
—- Melissa Coleman
Spring comes early in Texas. Spring comes in the middle of winter. The green shoots that will collect the energy, energize the chlorophyll, store the sugar needed for this season’s flowers are already pulling themselves up out of the black soil.
The curve of the leaves is still pristine – not yet tattered by the windstorms to come or eaten by the insects still sleeping in their eggs. On my way to work I watch the green tips poke up, multiply, and spread out to catch the fire of the morning sun peeking over the horizon.
The dead heat, yellow straw and the dry dust is still a long way off, but it will come. Let them grow when they will – while they can.
April is the cruelest month, breeding
lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
memory and desire, stirring
dull roots with spring rain.
—- T.S. Eliot, The Waste Land
Bill Chance 