Partial ruins on the grounds of the San Francisco De La Espada Mission, San Antonio Texas.
In the 18th century, Franciscan priests from Spain established five Catholic missions along the San Antonio River, primarily to extend Spain’s dominion northward from Mexico, but also to convert and educate the native population. Today, the five missions, San Francisco De La Espada, San Juan Capistrano, Concepcion, San Jose y San Miguel de Aguayo and San Antonio de Valero (more commonly known as The Alamo), represent the largest concentration of Spanish colonial missions in North America…
The oldest and southernmost of the five east Texas Missions, the mission was moved to the San Antonio River in 1731. The Espada is the only mission which made it’s own brick as is evidenced by this partial brick wall. The five other missions in this group are
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Enveloped by delicate color,
Enveloped by luscious scent,
Your face buried in the tiny flowers,
Inhaling the light and sweet fragrance that floats on the breeze as you walk away,
Enveloped in the best of Spring.
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My second entry in this week’s photo challenge: Force of Nature. A thunderstorm blew up while we were attending a St. Louis Cardinals baseball game. Luckily, we had a stadium room and could watch the storm, safe and dry inside.
What could be more appropriate for this week’s photo challenge “Afloat” than actually being “afloat”? Afloat in the crystal blue waters of Caribbean Sea at the Buck Island Reef National Monument, St. Croix, US Virgin Islands.
Everyone has them. Those photos that just don’t turn out like you had hoped. Here, my granddaughter found it great fun to electrify her hair on my living room couch, but the little stinker wouldn’t hold still for a photo so I kept shooting, hoping for the best. Weekly Photo Challenge: Blur
I’ve always loved the fog; how it gives a surreal feeling to everything, as though you were in some nether world; how it seems to shrink the world around you. I guess I’d better qualify that my remark about loving the fog though. I love the fog, except when I have to drive in it. I once had to drive 30 miles in fog so thick I had to navigate by the white stripe on the side of the road. Not fun at all. Terrifying actually.
Nothing more than a man and his dogs.
I’m sure that most of you can tell this is a composited photograph. I worked a long time with the man and dogs to get a feel for what I wanted. This comes close, but still isn’t quite it.