It rained most of the day, but late this afternoon the weather broke and long shafts of evening sun shone across the greens, made more vivid because they were wet. Texas isn't known for being green, so my eyes have to feast on it while I can.
This neglected pot has been totally replenished by mother nature. I will probably replant it with more traditional flowers, but these weeds have their own ornamental ways about them, I think.
The fence that we built to keep the sheep off the patio:
My one-time herb garden, which was destroyed by invasive sheep and last year's scorching hot summer. I will soon be replanting it.
A glorious post oak tree in our backyard:
The trees here don't get that tall, but they can spread wide, and I love that.
Looking toward the edge of the yard:
Looking from my front yard down the street:
A beautiful evening!