We spent an extra-long weekend in Texas Hill Country, visiting some old friends:
It was pretty exciting, as far as relaxing weekends away go. On Saturday night we arrived to torrential rain and hail (very loud on a tin roof). We had to ford a couple small rivers and drive over snowdrift-like mounds of hail to get to dinner. They abated by the time dinner was over, though the hail remained on neighborhood lawns well into the next day.
Last night we were expecting another large storm, this time with 1-2″ hail, so we decided ahead of dinner that we’d park under a tree when we returned. However, we returned to find that a very large branch had fallen off one of the big, old pecan trees on the property, so we took our chances and parked in the open after Mark hauled the enormous limb out of the driveway.
I have to say, what passes for excitement on the farm is still relaxation for these city dwellers. I wonder whether our jobs would miss us…
Is that a deer, and is she a pet or wild? They are so cute, even if they do like to come into my yard and chow on the landscaping. :-)