Another one nighter, Ft. Stockton, TX
After a long day of driving through miles and miles of this:
…we landed at Ft. Stockton RV park, right off the highway. You wouldn’t know it though. This place had a character all its own. I forgot about driving for the night and let myself soak in the idea of being in Texas. This little campground practically oozed Texas. My first image was of the moon rising across the field, barely visible behind the clouds:
And then there was all the garden art. I felt a strong sense of creativity here, as if people delighted in making things. My kind of people!
On the morning before we left, Sam got this picture of that very same moon setting over the field in front of us:
So began our long journey through Texas. Not what I expected, but then, it never is.
On to San Antonio…
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