Don’t get too excited about the title of this post. I’m using the term “road trip” very loosely. Cleburne is less than 10 miles down the road, I didn’t need luggage for this mini-vacation!

I was in the area because a dear friend (here’s another shout to Rev.L) was invited to play golf and I promised her that I would come to the course before she began the round. My pre-round pep talk went something like this:

Make sure you drive the cart. Keep your head down. Don’t make a “chopping” motion on your down swing. Stay loose. Smile. If everything else fails, you look fabulous in that outfit!!!!!

I’m a wonderful cheerleader (minus the uniform, of course) and friend. My golf game, however, has lost its luster. But, who knows, perhaps I’ll pick it up again.

Anyway, back to this post. I had my camera with me and couldn’t help but stop and marvel at the beauty of these neighborhood streets lined with tall trees. Minus the trash cans and political campaign signs, it was dreamy!

If I had to describe my great-grandmother, Nannie, in one word, it would be magnolia. Just like the tree, Nannie was a woman of large stature. She was full of Southern charm, grace, and I swear she could make an artificial flower bloom. The woman had a green thumb like none other. In addition to her impressive collection of African violets and a fern that spanned more than six-feet across (I’m not kidding!), Nannie always had a fresh flower bouquet on her dining room table. When the magnolias were blooming, she would collect several branches with the shiny green leaves and three flowering blooms.

When arranging flowers, Nannie always told me to have an ODD number of blooms to balance the vase or container. Since she owned her own florist for several decades, I took her word.

After leaving the golf course, I drove by a city park and noticed this buffalo statue. Since the weather was so nice, and I had the time, I stopped for some photos. There were lots of school-aged children at the park on a field trip, but this particular park is quite large and the walking trails were clear. It was the perfect opportunity for a stroll through the park.
I walked quietly to not disturb the residents (i.e. the geese, squirrels, and ducks) too.

This particular morning was absolutely gorgeous but there wasn’t a breath of wind, so this flag was not moving. I was intrigued with the bright blue sky as well as the flag’s position.
I don’t know why it was at half-staff but I think it still made a beautiful photo.

Have a great weekend, Y’all. Hopefully, I’ll get caught up on laundry and this blasted photography challenge that has consumed my thoughts but not my camera.