Flamingos and Pumpkins

This was one of those occasions that I wish I didn't have black and white film already loaded into the camera. {cough, cough, cough Santa Claus } Pink Flamingos surrounding a field of pumpkins, only in Austin would this ever happen.

This was at the beginning of my seven hour 230 miles trek home from Austin, a trip that's should be no more then 60 miles and around an hour usually. It was one of those unbelievably rare days where every worked out well and conspired to keep me moving farther and farther west on the county lanes and small unexplored backroads.