Last weekend I drove way into West Texas to deposit my thirteen-year-old at summer camp.
A rather rustic looking summer camp.
(This is his tent!)
And on the drive home, I stopped a million times,
much to my eight-year-old's dismay,
to take photos of the country.
And I took this picture along the way...
and to me, it's PURE TEXAS.
But I can't decide which photo I like better:
The one above WITH the barbed wire fence...
or the one below without the fence.