This front yard is not far from where I live and is part of a private residence. When I first drove past it, I was captivated.
As you know by now, this is by and large a black-and-white blog, so photos with lots of colors will just not do. I make allowances for tomatillos and videos that remind me of tomatillos, and of occasional shots of Gibson’s sign. So I realize that you won’t be able to get the full effect unless you were to stand in front of it and admire the creativity and whimsy of its owner.
Kerrville continues to surprise me.
I had thought it had a monolithic small-town culture, but it does not.
Biscuit Aisle 