Runnin' around Warrenton
OK, let’s pretend I’m broke − money-wise, that is, not to the saddle!
That doesn’t take much pretending nowadays, does it?
So, here I am with no money and I’m headed home to Bryan after flying over the valleys of Central Texas Hill Country. And there right in front of me is Warrenton. Wonderful, wonderful Warrenton.
The advertised start date of this antique and junk festival is less than a week away but traders are already setting up their wares under big, white tents. Early bird junk collectors are grabbing up the unique items that vendors have herded together and headed out to the bluebonnet-covered fields of this rural community.
What’s an empty-pocketed girl to do?
Shop by camera, of course!
Guess which picture I like best!