Austin thought it was just another Tuesday — until Willie Nelson rode past on a horse. No cameras. No warning. Just Willie in a black jacket, reins loose in his hands, trotting down Congress Avenue like he was on his way to see an old friend. Coffee cups froze mid-air. Cars slowed. Someone laughed, “Only in Texas.” Willie tipped his hat, nodded once, and kept riding — calm as sunrise. Later, when a reporter asked why he did it, Willie just grinned: “Traffic’s bad. Horse don’t mind the red lights.” And just like that, an ordinary morning turned into country folklore — because only Willie Nelson could make magic look that simple.
Austin thought it was just another Tuesday — the kind that slips by unnoticed, stitched...