LITTLE RAINS

We had a little rain this morning, Showers passed through as if someone above was walking around sprinking water where needed.

           

Michael Whitmore

 On one of my hikes on the Clearfork of The Brazos, near the Bartholemew ranch, I spotted this old hay rake with trees growing up through it and decided to get a photo.
As I was setting up my tripod this doe jumped up from her bed and ran about ten feet then stopped, looked and back as if to say well here I am take my picture.



Michael Whitmore

The sign says it all. Not long ago this area of Texas was the frontier, and every year about one quarter of the residents put on an outdoor musical to remember this Frontier.
I moved here about 15 years ago, and it really is the most incredible show I had ever seen.

FORT RICHARDSON BARRACKS

Cheryl and I went to FORT RICHARDSON to get some photos of the old fort. The people there were very nice and have done a great job keeping the frontier heritage alive for our future generations.
This photo is of the restored barracks. As I was walking around the inside thinking of the best way to photograph this scene, I could hear the Texas wind whistling in the pickets that made up the walls of the structure. In my mind I could just imagine what it must have been like to be in my late teens far from home, serving in the military and making this barracks my home.
I took my sound recorder out and recorded the sounds of the wind and took a couple of photos, and with a little computer magic was able to get the effect I was looking for.

Early one sunday morning not to long ago. I went out to Fort Griffin State Historical Site to get some sunrise photos. As I was walking through the old stone remnants of the fort I tried to imagine what it must have been like for the residents here. It's been told some of the officers had their families with them and it made me think... well there had to be children here also. Up to now I hadn't heard of the children being mentioned in any of the tales of the fort or the town down on the flat. As I was backing up the photos I had taken I remembered thinking of the children when I took this photo and thought this photo needs a child.
Back in October I had gone to the Living History Days At the fort and had a photograph of a little girl dressed in period costume and decided to she was the one. With a little digital trickery I was able to get the effect I was looking for.
In doing so I sincerely hope that this photo will be seen by descendants of these outpost fort children and they will contact me with stories past down through their families.

This Photo was taken many years ago in 1984 when I had a minimum wage job, two children and a wife at home. Needless to say I did a little hunting. I had tracked and stalked this one for about two weeks, found his patterns and paths and the time of day he would be in different areas. This cool September day I put some meat on the table. I was 29 years old fixing to be the big 30.

I took this photograph at night with the stars shining bright and could

almost feel what it must have been like to live here at the time of Fort Griffin

and Hide Town,  on the flat below.  It was called by  this name by the buffulo skinners

 who came to the town. Under this tree with a little imagination you may hear the

early morning bugle from the fort or maybe sounds of the town below.