A gallon of regular: $3.39. That’s what Husband just paid in Brownsville, Texas. Brownsville is at the end of Texas—any further south and you cross over into Mexico. He’s working in the "valley" this week—the Rio Grande Valley. That means stops in Corpus Christi, Harlingen, Brownsville, McAllen, Pharr, and Laredo.
For those who live the tree-enriched mountains, which means there are deep valleys too, our "valley" in Texas is a huge expanse of semi-arid coastal prairie, where the elevation scarcely changes over hundreds of miles, except to drop slowly—inch by inch—to sea level and the Gulf of Mexico. Husband likes it enormously, having spent most of his life living on the high windy plains of the Texas panhandle. He likes being able to see for miles and miles and miles and miles, and he likes those little towns that dot the landscape.
In Laredo, there is a 308 foot tall flagpole, with a 50 x 100 ft. American flag flying on it. Husband is a lucky man, in that the smallest of gifts make his wife deliriously happy. Like a bunch of photographs taken at the flag site in Laredo, for me to use on The Daily Flag.
Map courtesy of Google.