TIZ THE SEASON

Mar 15, 2015 by

TIZ THE SEASON

Ahhhhhhh, yessssss——the seeeeeeeezon.  I know, one quickly has images of socialites and a swirl of parties for mostly days gone by.  The times of Jay Gatsby (you young’uns may think of Leo, but to me Jay Gatsby will always be Robert Redford) or the Hamptons or Newport, Rhode Island.  But, if you’re in the Texas Hill Country, “thu season” means……………. BLUE BONNETS !!!  And yes sirreee bob, it is thee season.  It is game on.  Let the

DOESN'T EVERYONE HAVE BLUEBONNET CHINA?

DOESN’T EVERYONE HAVE BLUEBONNET CHINA?

camera clicking begin.  The blues have just started peaking out of the winter doldrums and in a few weeks, thousands of people will make time to take a little road trip to the central part of the Lone Star State.  It’s like a yearly sabbatical to Mecca.  I guess my parents just weren’t into wildflowers.  I don’t remember any trips just to see a flower and no whipping off the road to get a picture on someone else’s property.  But to my Mother’s credit, I do remember her calling attention to the Indian Paintbrushes and a flower we now call a Mexican Sombrero. There were no pictures on the walls of all of us in coordinating denim outfits and white shirts, posing amongst the blues.  Back in those days, there were no Bluebonnet Trails and festivals held in their honor.  That was long before Lady Bird Johnson put us on the map.  Now, on the weekends, you can see cars bumper to bumper on country roads like the Willow

PRICELESS!

THEY’RE LOVING IT

City Loop.  Heck, we even see people get out of their cars and walk into the vacant lot across the street (yes, that infamous lot) and take pictures.  Evidently, it is now a right of passage to take the kiddos pictures amongst the bluebonnets.  Never mind, the fire ants or heaven forbid, a rattlesnake.  The important thing is to get that photo-op.  And why not?  Other than sitting on a Longhorn steer, there probably isn’t any other Kodak moment that screams and yells, “I’m a Texan!”—whether you’re native or not.  And, by the way— have you ever really looked at a bluebonnet?  What a complicated flower!  From a distance, there just a gorgeous blue —but as you get closer, you see the white tips and when you really get close, you see the small dots of red on the base of the petals.  They are a magnificent creation.  I remember learning a song in third grade choir that went “bluebonnets, bluebonnets, with your coats so blue…..your bright eyes are shining, throughout the silvery dew”.  Such a flower is worthy of such a great state.  If you really want to make a displaced Texan homesick, just tell ’em it’s bluebonnet time.  Cruel, I know.  Other states have copied our

chicken fried , tweaked our Mexican food, and gussied up our margaritas.  But, no one and nobody can copy our beloved Blue.  Ohhhh, we

HOW MANY OTHER STATES HAVE A RECORD LABEL NAMED AFTER THE STATE FLOWER?

HOW MANY OTHER STATES HAVE A RECORD LABEL NAMED AFTER THE STATE FLOWER?

Texans are a proud bunch, aren’t we?  Just ask John Steinbeck.

WE HAVE CHILDREN'S BOOKS NAMED AFTER OUR BELOVED BLUE

WE HAVE CHILDREN’S BOOKS NAMED AFTER OUR BELOVED BLUE

 

 

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WHAT YOU DON’T WANT TO SEE

DID SOMEONE SAY SNAKE?

DID SOMEONE SAY SNAKE?

THE ULTIMATE TEXAS BRIDE

THE ULTIMATE TEXAS BRIDE

GREAT WAY TO AVOID FIREANTS

GREAT WAY TO AVOID FIRE ANTS

HERESY.  IT MAKES ME TWITCH.

HERESY. IT MAKES ME TWITCH.

 

MITCH, THE DOG.  HEY, WHAT CAN I SAY?

MITCH, THE DOG. HEY, WHAT CAN I SAY?

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