Even though I am a transplant Texan, having lived here for only seven years, Q is a native born, and so, I am working on adopting the traditions of the native born, no matter how odd they seem. One of the time-honored traditions that I have witnessed for 6 of those 7 years is the annual bluebonnet photos. Many people know Lady Bird Johnson is remembered for (among other things) spearheading the movement to have wildflower seeds sown along the edges of the highways. It is fairly nice to see spring come around and see the flowers bloom along the roadways. It is fairly odd to see parents stop along the highway and drag their kids out onto the narrow strip of land between the access road and the highway; on one side, cars are whizzing by at 75 mph and on the other a panhandler is asking for spare change.
Katharine brought Q up to my school this week, where there is a field of bluebonnets planted. So, we did take photos with Q and the flowers, but we didn't do it while choking on exhaust fumes, and we also did not let him lay among the weeds and ants in the sun to get his photo taken alone.
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