It's that dreaded time of year again. Yep, the annual bluebonnet pictures. Although this year nobody sat in ants or contracted any sort of rash, the experience was still torturous. I'll spare you all the outtakes, and just post the few that have children with their eyes open and actually not crying.
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Those pictures are proof of ANY consipracy theory that I want to believe because there is NO WAY anyone can tell what that 30 minutes was like from those pictures. If we can post those peaceful looking pixels -- then there could be another shooter on the grassy knoll, etc ...
I both love and loathe the wildflowers here in CenTex.
Rhys is such a handsome talk show host!
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