salado, texas doesn’t fail to impress…with it’s rocky hillsides; twinkly lit old houses turned gift shops lining the town’s main street; and deer that come out in record numbers at dusk to feed.  they know that they have nothing to fear here…for they are as much a part of this small texas town as the old man sitting on the porch bench outside of magnolias, chewing on the end of his pipe.

 

life moves a little slower there.

 

and for that…i am grateful.