December 6, 2016. Congress Ave. Austin, Texas. Taken on my walk to the post office.
Evening walk around the lake. We’re having an unusually warm and dry winter.
The fairies have been making sculptures with the bike racks again.
When I walked up to the post office, I stumbled across a couple of pianos.
“The real voyage of discovery is not to seek new landscapes but to look upon the world with fresh eyes.” –Proust
About 9 last night I remembered that I’d seen that the fencing had been removed around Town Lake Park. So AJM and I walked down and took a stroll through Austin’s newest park. We were not alone. Couples lingered here and there under the full moon. We stood at the top of the observation mound and exclaimed our love for Austin.
Located just south of the Cash American Pawn shop on South 1st St past Oltorf, Buenos Aires Cafe takes one completely by surprise and delight. From the location and the exterior of the restaurant you’d guess it was a place to get cheap tacos or burritos. However, step inside and it’s transformed. The tiny interior is modern, calm and elegant, the food delicious, and the desserts. What a find! I
So close, yet so far out.Or to quote another South Austin motto. “We’re all here because we’re not all there.” Another great sign from the mid-twentieth century motels that once lined Congress Avenue. This one saved and restored. The History of the Austin Motel
Here’s a motel that didn’t make it to the 21st century. It used to be on South Congress near St. Elmo Rd. Thus, the punny name. I took this photo in 2006. They bulldozed the site shortly after that with a plan to build condos. Those plans died with the recession. Now all that’s left on the site is the sign. I keep hoping someone will save it. Seeing my