Over the holiday we visited with our friends way out west on their ranch in Noodle, Texas. Don't you just love that name? Noodle is a little spit of a town with more coyotes and cows than people. There actually is a "coyote tree." A rancher has strung up some coyotes from a tree in accordance with an old wives tale that says it keeps other coyotes away.
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| A perfect, but cold, sunset. |
Being at the ranch seemed like a perfect opportunity to test out our new camera. Miles of horizon and quiet afternoons were interrupted by Lady Gaga music as my 13-year-old and their 14-year-old daughter practiced driving the family's Suburban through the ranch.
I practiced taking pictures using different angles, focuses and
settings. "Turn off the flash and see what happens," Robert, our host,
said as I tried to shoot the sunset. "I would, but I don't know how. I
haven't read the directions yet," I told him. "You sound like my wife,"
he said and walked off. I'm not sure if that's good or bad. But I like
Liz, so I assume it's good.
So, here are some of the
photos of the ranch in Noodle. I'm sure I can do better with time and
reading the directions. Now, where did I put those directions?
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| Past trespassers. |
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| A December sunset. |
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| Can you see the buck by the feeder? |
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| Many nights we spent by the fire. |
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| Two bucks sparring. |
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