I went to Texas this week for a cozy little retreat at a “bunkhouse” (a two-story 30’s beauty) on a ranch near San Antonio. I made new friends, in a way I haven’t done for a long time. I fell in love with a house, and an old man who already has a great wife and way too much to do. Photos to come. I’m pretty sure I didn’t do it justice, but you must come back to hear the stories.
Texas is beautiful and dangerous. I have ant bites on my toes (maybe fire ants) but it was still worth it.