Gayle Brennan Spencer – sending random thoughts to and from South Austin
They are like architectural banana peels.
It’s as though the designers want to make you trip as they entice your eyes upward to the tops crowning their creations.
The streets of Madrid are lined with countless of these dangerous distractions demanding your attention.
You long to amble along her boulevards awkwardly gawking for hours day after day after day.
The National Park Service turns 99 on August 25 and among the mash-ups created for the occasion is this mélange of Denali National Park and the San Antonio Missions National Historical Park.
As appealing as morphing Mission San Jose into a giant raspa or a baked Alaska in the middle of the summer, “Lincoln Logs,” combining the towering trees of Sequoia National Park with the solemn columns of the Lincoln Memorial, is a stunning image.
Streets away from the Cathedral were peaceful when we were there. Peaceful enough for a catnap.
But flags still flapped in the breeze. Toledo was gussied up, as it has been for about the past 600 years, for the Feast of Corpus Christi.
Sheeting for shade, banners, lanterns and cones of flowers remained hung over the city’s narrow streets following the musical celebrations and solemn religious processions associated with the annual June event.
We missed the feast day itself, but enjoyed the leftover decorations.
Postcards from Barton Springs 