Dizzy Swallows

Flashes of the Fourth

July 5th, 2010 4 Comments

Hope you all had a wonderful holiday weekend, we certainly did! As promised here’s a few photos from the parade and fireworks yesterday.

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The parade kicked off under a blue sky and the scorching afternoon sun. It was so perfectly Texas, complete with sashed pageant girls, fake gunslingers, beribboned ponies, marching vets and ROTC, even a WWII era tank. And of course everyone and everything was bristling with flags and dripping with bunting.

We had a breather in between the parade and fireworks which I used to pull together a quick picnic and Jacob used to don the appropriate attire. We found this beautiful Rockmount at a vintage store called “New Bohemia” on Congress Street in Austin.

We staked out our spot on a sweet little lawn in Lady Bird Johnson Park before most people arrived. As the sun dipped below the horizon, the surrounding trees … Continue reading


July 4th, 2010

The sun rises at 6:30. By 7:00, the temperature is pushing 80 degrees. It is for this reason alone that I force myself out of bed no later than 6:00am to go running. The trouble with this, however, is I have never been an early riser. My natural inclination is to wake at the more amiable 7:30am. This has spawned an ongoing battle of wills between my brain and my body. This morning my body won, smiling victoriously as, heavy-lidded, I snuggled deeper into our soft sheets with the fan whirring gently overhead. When I truly woke up around 8am I was determined that clocks would not dictate my life. So what if it was past my usual hour. After nearly two months of Texas heat, I must be at least slightly acclimatized, no? Hey, yesterday I walked all the way to the store and back in jeans. And didn’t … Continue reading

Deep in the Heart

June 27th, 2010

Texas won me over the moment we hit hill country and saw the meadows of brightly painted wildflowers, cosseted among the oak trees. There is a certain charm for me in the simplicity of this place. It has to be noted that this comes as something of a surprise to my friends in the Northwest who harbor a certain, shall we say, reserve towards Texas. And so, in an effort to dispel stereotypes and bridge the divide, I’d like to share a few snippets from what I have come to love about Texas.

Images from top:
A spring calf nestled down for a nap.
The sunset sky alive with colors from our backyard.
Young fruit peaking out from the leaves of our fig tree.
Flowers so bright they seem saturated by fuchsia paint.
The weathered face of small barn.
Tacodeli in Austin. There are no words to describe its magnificence.… Continue reading