Especially not in Sweetwater: the score at last count was Humans 10,000, Rattlers 0.
For eight years, I had a love affair with Houston. When the good times ended, we drifted apart. But while it lasted, we had the time of our lives.
Come hell or high water, you’ll want to read our compilation of down-home aphorisms.
To experience the majesty and peril of the desert on my own terms, I spent a week alone in the Solitario, the most remote area of Big Bend Ranch State Park. I confronted my darkest fears—and made small talk with an insect.
A strand-by-strand look at the roots of a Texas phenomenon.
I always knew that the work my dad did as an Episcopal priest and grief counselor was important. But I didn’t understand how important until the birth of my son.
Icons and archetypes that reveal what it means to be Texan.
Over the years, Texas Monthly’s most celebrated voices have written about the places that shaped them, from the Panhandle to the border. We revisit some of the classics.
Appreciations by current and former staffers who know them all too well.
In our February "Love Letters to Texas" collector's issue, the Texanist takes a walk down memory lane.
When we put out a call for short-and-sweet notes about our state, you did not disappoint.