Lone Star Parson

It was beautifully cool at a refreshing 27 degrees, clouds were rolling in with the promise of blissful rain and the time seemed right ...

Like a gift from heaven it began to rain, rippling the still surface of the small lake and out whirred lines across the water. Tranquil...

After a morning visiting the sick, I stopped off at Lake Whitney dam to test the waters. These were clear(ish), and apparently devoid ...