Jeff and I decided to take a little walk this afternoon without much of a plan as to where we would go. But then, Jeff remembered a little art gallery a couple of miles up the road that he had taken Clay to last summer when I wasn't here, so we headed in that direction. When we got there, a sign on the door informed us that the musuem was open "by appointment only." We were disappointed but took advantage of the rocking chairs on the porch to rest a while in the shade before heading back to the campground. We were happily enjoying the beautiful view and the hum of the many hummingbirds when a car pulled up and a woman got out with keys in her hand. And soon enough, we were in. The Old Spanish Trail Gallery and Museum is one of the most remote art galleries I have ever been to, but it was very nice and contained paintings, pottery, and sculptures reflecting the spirit of west Texas. It was a lovely little field trip and a nice dose of culture!
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| On the right path to the gallery |
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| The wagons constitute the museum portion of the building |
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| Enjoying the gallery's porch |
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