Bluebonnets in the spring. Absolutely beautiful. Texas has fantastic traditions, but this is certainly one of my favorites. Thank you, Lady Bird Johnson!
Being out in the field today with Chickee made me think of this fantastic poem that my friend, Kat, had given to me/her as a present at one of my showers before she was born.
Blessed is the child who is Texas born,
Where the wind blows free
And the sun shines warm;
Where children grow up to be honest and true,
To believe in themselves and in what they can do.
Dew-sprinkled mornings, star-studded nights,
Fields strewn with wildflowers, big-city lights,
Sand-dollar beaches, and Hill Country streams,
Wild western vistas as wide as your dreams.
It's all a part of the state you call home,
and a part of your heart, wherever you roam.
Tall tales 'round the campfire,
or on grandma's knee,
Rich with legends and heroes, a proud history.
So dear Texas child, just revel in glory!
Some day you'll write your own Texas story.
- Kathryn Designs
I do love my "Texas Child"!