Past fields of wildflowers and amber waves of grain.
Past cows eating in the pasture and the all famous Texas longhorn.
We rarely drive anywhere without seeing cows so Trace has stopped getting excited.
It led us to Baffin Bay. A park, Rv resort, Fishing pier and a great place for us to run around.
As you can see I danced and sang my way instead of strolling.
Mom said because it was evening it was the dinner time for fish and a great
time for fishing.
It reminded me of a song we learned in school.
The yellow rose of Texas.
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