This post is a selection of random photos from around Texas. Some I’ve had for a long time, but there hardly seemed enough story about any one of them to form a whole post by themselves. Then I had the brilliant idea to lump all the mini posts into one…

Hence, the title: Picking fly turds out of pepper.

Not that these are turds, per se, they’re merely lacking in back story. Although, some of these were taken before my photo skills improved, so they are turds in that respect.

Canyon Lake in Canyon Lake. This was taken three years ago. If you decide to visit, do not wear a sundress. Why? Because it’s windy on top of the dam. The wind will catch your skirt, flip it up, and show your rear end to everyone behind you, also walking along the dam. And then you will have to walk along the rest of the dam and back holding your skirt down with both hands. You will look silly holding your skirt down. Probably. It’s just a guess.

The dam at Canyon Lake. A nice place for a walk, but not in a dress.

But wait, there’s more…

Cotton fields in Victoria. The fields look pretty, but my friend who lives nearby says they contribute heavily to her allergies. (I don’t think she put it that nicely.)

Cotton pickin’ time.

Graveyard between Walmart and Discount Tire in Kerrville. Umm, what? Yup. Starkey Cemetary is holding fast as progress springs up around it.

Walmart to the left of me…

Discount Tire to the right.

Here I am, stuck in the middle with you.

Tarantula Crossing. They need a sign on this stretch of road in Gonzales. At a certain time of year, you will see (or run over) many of them all crossing the road at the same time. It lasts about three weeks.

Sign needed: Tarantula Crossing.

In other randomness, Pye turned four years old this past week. I can’t believe I’ve had her, or rather she’s had me, for three and a half years. Happy birthday, little buddy.

“It’s my birthday week – Do not disturb me again.”