We went out to Doeskin Ranch last night to see if the Monarch butterflies were coming through yet after I thought I had seen a couple in our neighborhood last week. We didn't see any Monarchs and I almost thought sunset was a bust since most of the clouds had been low on the horizon. But as I was walking back to our van I saw this scene with the crescent moon chasing sunset and knew the photographic trip wasn't a complete bust. The Indiangrasses were as tall as I've ever seen them at the preserve and the horsemint and other flowers made for a nice hike through the Texas Hill Country on this early autumn evening.
When I see scenes like this I know why the German immigrants that moved to the Texas Hill Country found it so inviting. Views like this are why I love living close to this area of the country. It's not mountain majesty, but the hills have their own special beauty that can infect ones soul.
