It's bluebonnet time!

Lupinus texensis explodes like purple popcorn in every direction!

And you find the most unusual things among the bluebonnets...

Baby humans all over the Great State get plopped down in the middle of big bluebonnet patches for their requisite yearly Bluebonnet Photo Op.

I know, I know. It's true. It's a Texas rite of passage, a tangible marker of time.

And doting Aunties and Nanas everywhere must take up the mantle, must perpetuate the tradition.

We couldn't possibly do anything else, could we? Who could resist THIS FACE?

YOU certainly couldn't. Don't even try to convince me otherwise.
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