Notes on Texas light in May

There is a window in May, between the last of the spring storms and the first real heat of summer, where Texas light behaves itself.

The dust comes off the fields gentler. The blue of the sky reads warmer toward the horizon than it does the rest of the year. Shadows fall longer in the afternoon than the season would suggest. The whole landscape becomes legible.

I drove out past Anna this week, between meetings, just to see if I could catch any of it. Twenty minutes east of the highway and the world stops looking like a metro and starts looking like the place my grandfather might have worked. The light did its thing. The camera caught a fraction of it. The rest stays with me.

Most of the frames will not see daylight. Those that do might be found at imagesbyrob.com.

— Rob