Stalking sunset leaves trail of color behind us.

 Another look at the sunset that was stalking us on the last leg of our trip back from Dallas.  This was on FM 105, I believe

Castle Climber

Our grandson, Sloan, looks down from his castle perch high in the sky at Tugboat Island in Port Neches. TX.

Dusk devil dares the dark as day wanes

As nightfall nudges this dark-daring dusk devil, it attempts one last tawny try to rev up a rainy rage.  Futilely.

Bluster and booms gives night frights, but no puddles

This line of storms came rushing toward us tonight, but as of yet it was all bark and no bite.