Having moved from Southwest Texas to North Central Texas, we really went from one extreme to another. We moved almost as far from one corner of the state to the other. From the Rio to the Red.
One of the pleasures has been the actual slow approach of fall. We seem to really have a fall. Well. as much as one could expect in Texas. Southwest Texas always seemed like to shift from hot to a week or two of comfortable coolness and then wham, a “blue norther” would blow in and every leaf went from green to dead.
I am relaxing with the slowness of North Central Texas. We are closer to East Texas and people just move at a slower pace. I have a theory that it has a little to do with how mother nature moves. I think the people, like the leaves, grow to reflect that movement.
So, I am enjoying the slowness of the coming of Winter and getting to rest in the reassurance of slow change. Green to red is much nicer than green to dead. I trust that it works with humans as well as leaves!
None the less, I am getting the fireplace ready for use…†…monos en theos…jim
It amazes me how quick our vision of what is going on can all change so quick. A couple of days ago I was on top of the world. Everything seemed crystal clear. Then I awoke with what felt like a plugged up ear. I have this constant high pitched ringing that sounds like a huge industrial fan sitting on my right shoulder. My equalibrium has been thrown out of whack and I have a hard time keeping my balance and have actually fallen a couple of times.
While my vision is as good as it ever gets, I feel very much like this image taken from my chair in the living room.
Trying to get back to center! en theos monos ††† jim
MARCH MADNESS IN WEST TEXAS!
hey, you got to have fun, even if you are not a big basketball fan. en theos monos ††† jim
While I read and see of those that are getting hammered with the snow and cold, I am lucky to live in the desert Southwest. Our temp climbed into the mid 80’s and I found myself sporting very white legs. More today of the same.
I even found an ant in my yard plying his trade.
may the sun find your back today……..en theos ††† jim
“I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made straight and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed and all flesh shall see it together.”
Martin Luther King, Jr.
I live in a place of beautiful isolation. I fall into the trap that I am living a dream. Then at times I am shaken and realize that I have just been sleeping, not really living a dream.
Do you have a dream, are you living it, or did you just fall asleep in the middle of it? en theos ††† jim
In the recent gusty wind of West Texas, one of our “dog warning” signs was blown from it’s post. I found Clovis laying near it with more of a sheepish look than a sheep dog. Before I could say anything of his presumed laziness, he reminded me that there are two signs, his “on guard” sign and another one that states the he ” can make it to the gate in 2.8 seconds can you?”
He can do that, and he can get there just as quick from either a laying or a standing position.
Let sleeping dogs lie. ††† en theos ††† jim