My friend M and I drove out to Warrenton, TX for the big, antiques fair on Saturday afternoon. We left a little late, so it was only a half day adventure. On the way out we drove through a small section of the wildfire burn area, less than 20 miles from the house. It was pretty scary looking. Everything along the drive was parched dry. So many brown trees, a lot dead, hopefully many have gone dormant until it rains.
The antique fair is just fields and fields of tents set up selling every kind of junk, trinket and treasure. All the fields were really just dusty baked dirt. And the sun shone down on us all. A giant glass of ice tea under a shady tree was in order. Slurp.