What makes the water so many shades of blue? The rocks so white? Proizd was like a painting; even the refuse washed ashore by yesterday's rain couldn't take that away.

The sun set behind the island, and no matter how far we walked, we couldn't get to see it hit the water. But this was enough.

It wasn't a private beach. It just felt that way. And for a little while, it was ours.

Superman in the parking lot.Strapped to a truck in the Alamo Drafthouse parking lot, the Man of Steel inspired me in instagram.

Sunset on the Guadalupe River. A day of kayaking, fishing with the guys. Fire's lit, dinner soon.