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A final Texas Round Up

 Between having trouble uploading photos all last week and how completely inconvenient it is to write and post from my phone I didn't post for much of our visit So I will attempt to catch you up on the rest of our Texan adventures.


We loved downtown Amarillo.


There are some wonderful Art Deco buildings in the center of town.





A detail of the Paramount Theatre






We have discovered that old Kresge stores are often little Art Deco treasures with decorative details created to match the location.



This one has lovely brickwork.












There are yellow flowers for Amarillo.



The courthouse is a few blocks away.








The library is on the same civic block.




I just loved the children's entry around the corner. My own childhood library has the same sort of lovely welcome for children.




All of downtown has been planted with trees that turn a glorious shade of yellow in the fall.







We saw windfarms.



I just love how the turbines look vaguely human.





Groupings of the windmills look like they are having a meeting of some sort.

















There are signs that I don't normally see here in New York.

















There were things that I don't normally see.



These are bales of cotton.




One thing that puzzled me during our time in Amarillo was this bank name.


I had assumed that it was an early 80s rebrand of something like "Amarillo Savings and Loan". . I was pleased to realize that I was wrong.




Happy, Texas is a town on the road from Amarillo to Lubbock.



Last Sunday we flew to Houston to visit with a dear cousin of my husband's.She hosted us in her beautiful home.



She and her partner also drove us around the city.



These are just a few of the heads on display. I don't know what they are for but they are impressive.



Also impressive is this statue of Sam Houston watching over the highway between Houston and Dallas.





We visited four different Buc-ees.

















They pay their workers well.



This is some of the selection of Golden Books at one of the Buc-ees between Houston and Dallas.









We also saw some terrific highway safety signs at a rest stop.






In Dallas we got together with a long lost branch of my father's family.





We got home on Wednesday and now I am back to my usual Shabbat prep.


Since you asked it is chicken with gochujang and molasses.

Shabbat Shalom!








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