We took this photo this weekend when we stopped along Highway 71 near Ellinger, Texas. The other two dogs stayed in Hell (the vet's) and we took our aging pug with us to visit the Aggie's parents in Round Rock. Much to our delight, the entire drive was filled with this sort of scenery. There is nothing quite like the blue bonnet dusted rolling hills set against the rocky enclaves of Texas in the springtime. There's something still wild and free about this part of the country. Something a little bit untamed that breathes a different sort of air than the rest of the world. It is impossible to not feel alive and awakened here.
Also, I would be remiss not to mention the other life-alter experience in this part of Texas. If you find yourself traveling within 100 miles of Ellinger, I insist you reroute yourself up Highway 71 so you can visit Hruska's Store and Bakery. They serve cinnamon rolls the size of softballs and literally every kind of kolache you can image. (I personally enjoy the peach varity.) Hruska's is literally the best bakery in the United States of America. You can trust me on this because I'm a fatty and when I say something involving food is the BEST, I mean it.
Oh, and the reason we stopped at this particular spot? Because Sonny the Pug had dropped what he thought was a slither of beef jerky in the crack between the seat and the door so he jumped up, ran over and dove headfirst into the vacant space and got stuck. All that was sticking up were his back legs and tail. The Aggie and I had to work together to unwedge him so that he didn't break his neck when we opened the door. And the bit of jerky Sonny had dropped? Was just grease on a the wrapper. But, by god, he HAD to lick that sucker dry before he would consider standing still for a blue bonnet picture.
Also, I would be remiss not to mention the other life-alter experience in this part of Texas. If you find yourself traveling within 100 miles of Ellinger, I insist you reroute yourself up Highway 71 so you can visit Hruska's Store and Bakery. They serve cinnamon rolls the size of softballs and literally every kind of kolache you can image. (I personally enjoy the peach varity.) Hruska's is literally the best bakery in the United States of America. You can trust me on this because I'm a fatty and when I say something involving food is the BEST, I mean it.
Oh, and the reason we stopped at this particular spot? Because Sonny the Pug had dropped what he thought was a slither of beef jerky in the crack between the seat and the door so he jumped up, ran over and dove headfirst into the vacant space and got stuck. All that was sticking up were his back legs and tail. The Aggie and I had to work together to unwedge him so that he didn't break his neck when we opened the door. And the bit of jerky Sonny had dropped? Was just grease on a the wrapper. But, by god, he HAD to lick that sucker dry before he would consider standing still for a blue bonnet picture.
3 comments:
Oh, kolache's are the best thing ever! YUM! A plane trip straight from Gulfport to Hattiesburg is $119. I may come visit you guys one weekend and get you to take me to NASA! H.
I meant Houston. Apparently it is late and I am tired. Ha!
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