|The highway and train tracks outside of my neighborhood.|
On the way out of my neighborhood there is a large empty lot known as Bluebonnet Hill. It is called that by those of us who live around here because every spring it is covered in these beautiful blooms.
|Did you notice the unusual leaves?|
So far the hill is only covered in green but close to the highway in the drainage easement I spotted this small smattering of bluebonnets.