For once, I’m changing subjects*. Instead of talking about how passionately in love I am with Toronto, I’m going to do a little educating about the beauty of my home state; yeah, you know the one — the Great State of Texas!
As I’ve lamented time and time again, Texas doesn’t really have seasons like other parts of North America. The beginning of Spring in Texas, though, marks a change in season unlike any other; the arrival of Spring brings some of the prettiest bursts of color you’ll see anywhere in the world.
Between March and May, the interstates in central Texas turn into virtual seas of blue and red wildflowers with an abundance of blooming Texas Bluebonnets (the state flower), Indian Paintbrushes, and Indian Blankets. Bluebonnets are so legendary in Texas, that, other than the Alamo and deer hunting, the thing you absolutely cannot miss is driving the Bluebonnet Trail through central Texas. In fact, it is a right of passage in Texas to take a “Sunday drive” through the Texas Hill Country to have your picture taken lying in an ocean of blue. I would post some of the photos of me doing just that, but the last time I went on this type of road trip was well before the earth cooled, by which I mean there is no digital proof**. Ahem.
The bluebonnet became the state flower of Texas in 1901. It wasn’t until Lady Bird Johnson returned to Texas from Washington DC, though, that the government of the State of Texas was persuaded to seed bluebonnets along highways throughout the state. The notion that she’s responsible for the gorgeousness along our highways was so ingrained in us in school, that when I see bluebonnets, I think of Lady Bird to this day. It was also ingrained in us that it is illegal to pick a bluebonnet lest you spend a year of your life in jail for wanting some color*** in your house. Alas, that is apparently NOT true according to Wikipedia, and I know Wikipedia would never, ever lie about something like this. The moral of the story is to pick away, but just don’t park your Ford F-90,000 illegally on the highway because THAT will get you thrown in jail, flowers in tow.
I’m going home for a special someone’s special birthday in a couple of weeks and I hope I get to feast my eyes on the loveliness that are Texas Bluebonnets, for as much as I love Toronto, there’s nothing like driving down a Texas highway and seeing miles and miles and miles of blue.
And now, for your viewing pleasure, I’m adding a few more photos^, so you can read, weep, and book your ticket to Texas faster than you can say “bluebonnet”. 🙂
* Don’t get used to it. I’m just homesick. 😦
** Just physical proof. As in actual photos, which is likely crammed inside some box in my parents’ attic.
*** Yes, I’m spelling it the American way. Because this is an article about Texas. Also, see bullet one above.
^ Photos are courtesy of a friend of my family’s, who doesn’t need to be named, but knows who she is.