Winter... From Our View

The other day, Luke was playing on his phone and proudly asked, "Do you know what the temperature is in Indiana?"

Indiana is where Luke was born and raised. A long way from Texas.

"No idea." I answered.

It was 9 degrees.

I immediately thought of the stark contrast between the winters that I grew up with here in Texas and the winters that Luke grew up with in Indiana. While our friends up north have winters with heavy coats, stocking hats, and snowmen, our winter (lately) has been short sleeves, flip flops, and cooking out on the grill.

Sure, it's not all green grass, but there's no snow. The pecan trees lose their leaves and look bare. But it's what I grew up with, and what I'm so grateful to call home.

This is the view around our home. Our winter.

This is one of our favorite barns on the ranch. It's right outside our back door, and I've watched it age with time. In the 8 years I've lived here, it's managed to age gracefully. Me too, right? :)

All of these images were shot on film with our Contax 645.