"Yea, all which it inherit - shall dissolve, and like this insubstantial pageant faded, leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff as dreams are made on - and our little life is rounded with a sleep." Tempest Act 4 William Shakespeare
Wednesday, February 22, 2017
YOU SAY SALADO I SAY SALAYDOE
Driving back from Dallas yesterday I stopped off at Salado. Haven't stretched my legs there in several years. The sun was just behind me about to go down and provided a very orange tint to everything.