Paddling the Neches

I took a ride to the park this afternoon. I found something here that I once found in Birmingham, but like everything in Texas this one was much bigger and better: a true hobo hollow. I didnt take a photo of it because that would have been like walking into someones home and snappin a few. So instead here is Houston's best attempt at a sunrise. The flowers are starting to pop up too, and they are nice.

These are the north side warehouses. It's the only place downtown where every time I drive through I get stopped by a train. I learned a little more what it means to be free today. Freedom and grace, friends, freedom and grace. Now I am just waiting for the joy lesson. I hope it comes soon.

There is a billboard storage lot across the bridge, so after a few tacos al pastor and Flight of the Concords episodes, Nigel and I explored this twilit advertising hangout.

song: silence

I bought another journal last week. It's small: 3.5" x 5.5" (kinda like these posts).

Little Bigs

Tony @ the Tasting Room has some recommendations...

I am starting something new. This is Today.