Hermann Painted Noros' Mug

I particularly enjoy looking at this portrait by Emil Hermann. Perhaps the kind, sweet look on Noros appeals to me, in addition to the nicely-rendered artwork.Here JoAnn reads the small bronze plaque on the frame stating a bank presented the painting to the university.

Along Route 1816

Fellow motorcycle enthusiasts also enjoy a cool August afternoon.Male turkeys along Highway 367.A characteristic view of the country roads I saw yesterday, and on the right, the empty oil cans used as communication devices between pumpers and gaugers in use until a couple of decades ago.
Up close look at the cans.
Set of communication devices near Swanson Ranch Road.
Brightly painted yellow cans along 367.

In Windthorst

In Windthorst, Saint Mary's Catholic Church's plea to the Virgin for prayers as reflected by the front door.
The inside of the church seems inspiring.
The Rose window.
The grotto.
My Mr Mallory poses with Saint Mary's in the background.
A spirited bike needs a tie-down.

Jaguar Jaunt in the Morning

A quick drive to Fort Worth seemed enhanced by the clouds and colors of a storm just gone through the area.Late August usually does not afford such a green landscape; but this year we have had more rain than usual.
A Longhorn rests under a tree along with American Bison.

Hermann in the Lens Again

Catherine remembers posing for Emil Hermann in 1937. She doesn't remember the background so thinks he filled it in later. I climbed into her attic to find this painting. JoAnn encouraged her to bring downstairs to display it. CC wishes to remain anonymous, and so JoAnn may not say in her book that this is a portrait of his little sister painted by Hermann.
Skip owns the painting below, which struck me at first as unusual in that the tree is in the middle of the canvas, and that, it is effective anyway.
The J Hirschi portrait presented problems for me because of the lighting. JoAnn carried it outside in the natural light, and held it for me as she held her breath, standing as perfectly still as she could while I took the image. Some post processing in the digital darkroom revealed a little bit of the color and hid some slight damage.
Skip also owns the landscape showing autumn on the shore of a lake. Perhaps he kept in mind autumn in Ohio while he painted this landscape.
JoAnn recently purchased the landscape below, which I've taken to call "Sheep May Safely Graze."

Ambling Before Sunset

It's nice to amble about in the countryside of North Texas -- any countryside. I found the green of everything appealing, with mailboxes matching the colors of the countryside. Ambling around makes time go by quickly. On our way home I took a quick shot of the sunset.

Wandering In the Wild Bird Rescue Center

Baby Mockingbirds.I felt fortunate to have the opportunity to photograph these two nightjars, for BirdManBob would release them the same evening.
A baby Cattle Egret fallen from its nest onto the concrete parking area of the Harrison Apartments. Wildlife lovers say that Fire ants invaded Bird Island on Lake Arrowhead, which forced the birds to nest elsewhere, unfortunately within human domain. Since they are a federally protected species, they may remain in the trees at the Harrison apartments. Human tenants have moved away.

Of Corn in the Texas Panhandle

My Mr. Mallory's plane's tires need air before departing.
Mac's second hangar need roof repair.
From 6,500 feet we see crop circles.
Fellow farmers.
In a farmer's meeting room downtown Dalhart.
Driving across miles of agriculture land.
Flowers grow around a gate.
Insects thrive in the Texas Panhandle.
To the right, a corn crop circle; top, amazing cloud formations.
Bud shows healthy corn cobs.
An endless horizon with the occasional horse and cow, but many species of flowers.
Aviation traffic is heavy in Dalhart.
From behind Jim's Citation 560 XL parked in Pampa.

Rodeo

The Johnson Ranches won the Ranch Round-up.

Clydesdale Art

Hoof art on soil.

Hoof art on concrete.

Eighteen Hands Tall (Six Feet at the Shoulder)

The Budweiser Clydesdales visited Wichita Falls to perform during the Ranch Round Up, which is one of the city's biggest fundraisers for the Texas Rehabilitation Center.

John, who has traveled with the Clydesdales for over a decade, brings hay to the horses.

Luke waits for his hay. He stands six feet tall at his shoulder.

His hooves look huge and "sure-footed."

"Oh, no. I have to wear this thing again tomorrow night," was what My Mr. Mallory said he thought Prince was thinking as both glimpsed the harness hanging on the outside of the stall.

"Yeh, they look pretty, don't get me wrong, but they can't rope a calf worth a damn, if ya ask me 'bout 'em big boys," is the response we got from the real working ranch horses in nearby stalls, "or bronc riding, team branding, and team penning"

Nice shade under a big tree. These folks knew where to park. Undoubtedly they have participated in the Ranch Round Up before, since organizers have held it since 1981.