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Showing posts with label Texas. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Texas. Show all posts
Monday, December 8, 2008
Flag still wave into the sunset.
Flags in the sunset from a couple years ago at a church in Beaumont Texas. You can tell the flags had quite a whipping in the wind.
One thing about flags, they may get a bit frayed, but their message just intensifies.
--steve buser
Sunday, June 15, 2008
Like a fish in water
The end of the slide has come and you now slip into another feeling, another being. You let the water surround you and shoot past your face. You slide into the colorless world of your new aqueous being. Mouth closed, you hide your life-giving air tightly inside you while you explore your new watery existence.
Hey, its what being a kid is about. Exploring your world in all the ways you can. But never too far from mom.
Our grandson, Sullivan, forgot that he had become a fish at the end of last summer, but he quickly remembered that was what he was in his first visit to the deep. The fisherman becomes the fish.
The site is a water park in College Station, Texas
-- steve buser
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Cloudy robes
Sunday, May 18, 2008
At The Top
Okay, you have climbed and climbed. You've justled and pushed. You bounced past all those other water drops. You're at the top. You've won. Now it's time to look down. Let gravity have its way. You've had your day. It's time to let go and find your destiny below. Don't hit the ground in vain. Push and bustle your way down to smash on your target. Find a kid. Splash him. Grand style. Do it.
At the splash park in College Station, TX.
Tuesday, April 8, 2008
Almost finished line
Monday, April 7, 2008
Wave jumper
Tuesday, April 1, 2008
Waiting
Friday, January 25, 2008
Here Ye! Here Ye!
Waiting for dad to come by at the Houston Marathon a couple weeks ago, this young lad took advantage of a nearby hill for some play time. However, with his placard in hand, he seems to be practicing for some oratory. "Friends, Houstonians, countrymen, lend me your ears..."
--steve buser
Friday, January 18, 2008
It's all about love
I can not report this first hand, however, they say that last 200 yards is maybe the toughest in the whole 26.213 miles of a marathon. If it is so, then you'll pull out any stops to get you over the line. At the recent Houston Marathon, this man's whole family came out for that last two grueling blocks of running -- 26.2 miles behind you. Now it's the .013 miles left.
The smiling, laughing faces of your loved ones, full of pride, urge you to the finish. You can do this -- suddenly your legs realize it's do-able and spring back to life. The message spreads up to your brain. You lift your eyes and fix them on that clock counting out the seconds. In your mind, you are already there. You did it. They did it -- they gave you that last burst of energy.
By the way, his tag says his name is Victor. The shirt says "It's all about love. How much do you love yourself?"
--steve buser
The smiling, laughing faces of your loved ones, full of pride, urge you to the finish. You can do this -- suddenly your legs realize it's do-able and spring back to life. The message spreads up to your brain. You lift your eyes and fix them on that clock counting out the seconds. In your mind, you are already there. You did it. They did it -- they gave you that last burst of energy.
By the way, his tag says his name is Victor. The shirt says "It's all about love. How much do you love yourself?"
--steve buser
Wednesday, January 9, 2008
Stark reminder
From the Stark House website : "Completed in 1894, the Queen Anne home of William Henry Stark and his wife, Miriam Melissa Lutcher Stark, stands alone in Orange, Texas, as an extraordinary statement of Texas social history.... Today the W. H. Stark House appears much as it did in the 1920s with rooms filled with original family furniture, carpets, silver, a collection of antique porcelains, and an outstanding collection of American Brilliant Period cut glass."
Well worth a stop off the I-10 in Orange for a visit.
--steve buser
Well worth a stop off the I-10 in Orange for a visit.
--steve buser
Tuesday, January 8, 2008
Texas to the max
At the state line, as you cross from Louisiana to Texas on the I-10, they have a huge star at the welcome center. Of course it doesn't look like this. But I started with a picture of the star and said, "Now if I had designed that welcome sign, how would it look?"
It would have to have the colors of the Texas flag of course.
--steve buser
It would have to have the colors of the Texas flag of course.
--steve buser
Saturday, January 5, 2008
Maiden Texas
Elaborate costumes are everywhere at the Texas Renaissance Festival just outside Houston each spring. This young lady lives her dream as princess or maybe dutchess. That is what the festival is all about -- you are your dreams. You wake up in the 16th century. Remember those good ole days?
--steve buser
Monday, December 31, 2007
Berry Merry Christmas
We ran into these berries while visiting our daughter's family in College Station over Christmas. I had never put it together that these berries were around for the holidays. I guess that cutsy saying, "Have a Berry Merry Christmas" was true to life.
--steve buser
Make sure you stop by and see New Orleans Daily Photo while your here
--steve buser
Make sure you stop by and see New Orleans Daily Photo while your here
Saturday, December 29, 2007
Slipping out to sea.
Looking back out the plane window as we jet out of Houston, the alluvial deposits sparkle in the late after noon sun. The City of Anahuac is in the lower left on the shore of Lake Anahuac. That lake is released through a dam which is barely visible into the Trinity River. The Trinity isa line come in from the right of the picture and taking a sharp turn toward the top of the picture right in the center. It spills through a channel into Trinity Bay.
The water finds its way from there into Galveston Bay that comes up to Houston. Eventually the effluent makes its way out to the Gulf of Mexico. But before it does, it makes a lot of sailboat enthusiasts happy and makes it possible for large ships to come into Houston.
So much for all the commerce and geography. I just thought it was an interesting shot.
-steve buser
The water finds its way from there into Galveston Bay that comes up to Houston. Eventually the effluent makes its way out to the Gulf of Mexico. But before it does, it makes a lot of sailboat enthusiasts happy and makes it possible for large ships to come into Houston.
So much for all the commerce and geography. I just thought it was an interesting shot.
-steve buser
Saturday, December 22, 2007
Boy in a bubble
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
Ferried away
One of life's simple pleasures -- the ferry boat ride. The water and the waves. The passing ships. The eager seagulls. The sea breezes. Kids of all ages love it And why not. Fifteen minutes off from the regular world into a world which we share with explorers of yore. This is the ferry from the Bolivar Peninsula to Galveston Island, Texas.
--steve buser
--steve buser
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
WhatChaGot?
Expecting some good eats, the sea gulls zoom in on a lad just wanting to see the ducks down in the water at Kemah, Texas. The Kemah Boardwalk had a bird feed vending machine just behind the rail here, so the gulls knew what the rules are and what to expect. They zoomed in and took a very close look over and over, wondering "what's wrong with this guy?"
--steve buser
--steve buser
Monday, December 17, 2007
Not with a whimper but a bang
Sunday, December 16, 2007
Spindled sunset
Your guess is as good as mine what the four poles are doing out in the middle of Keith Lake. The lake is one of a handful of shallow lakes just to the north and west of Sabine Pass, Texas. The sun was doing one of its high value shows and so I pulled over to capture it. The black band on the horizon was a front passing through. The sun had to skip over it to find clouds to paint. Thus the sunset colors only start in the middle of the lake.
-- steve buser
-- steve buser
Saturday, December 15, 2007
Gator baiting
This guy came swimming up to our boat on a swamp tour in Orange, Texas a couple years ago. I think he was hoping one of us would hop overboard. He was about 4 1/2 foot long -- I guess that makes him a teenager or something. Tour guide Eli Tate of Adventure Tours 2000+ had a great command of the ways of the river and bayous and where to find these wild creatures.
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