It may seem silly to go back three weeks to finish up my Road Trip blogs, but I don't want to leave it unfinished. This blog has become my scrapbook that I would never do on paper.  And I have had a lot of feedback that you who read the blog like the Road Trip series. I left off on Day 9, so here is Day 10, split into two parts because that's how the day seemed. I'll warn you now; there are a lot of photos.We were packing the truck. I wondered if Kirby would miss us for a little while because we'd been there for four days. Probably not, but I hope that she will remember me next time I see her.Saying goodbye was hard for Dan and me. Time to leave. I needed to be home by Friday.

Now that it's been so long until I sorted this batch of photos I forget where some of them were taken. I think this is the town of Blanco, the closest town to where we were visiting.

This is peach season in the Hill Country and wanted to make a stop and maybe pick up a few more gifts for farm-sitters.

Here is where they sort the peaches.And here is where they bake pies and other delectables. It smelled wonderful inside. I was so tempted to buy a pie, but instead I bought fresh peaches and jam and......this for the road...trying to ease the sadness of leaving our family behind.I amused myself by taking photos on the road (thinking that I would remember where they were taken).  I have not cropped or edited these photos. They include the squashbugs (as my brother and I used to call them) and glare on the windshield.

Texas is a big place. The country is not all what I had envisioned. There are more mountains than I expected.And more greenery. Even towards West Texas there is agriculture anywhere there is consistent water.

At this gas stop I walked out back......and took photos of the gorgeous Davis Mountains to the south.

The simple descriptor I kept thinking was Big.

Dropping into the Rio Grande valley.El Paso, on the U.S./Mexico border.

The border fence.

The end of this blog post but not the day. More in the next post.