We've arrived in Texas again, after a whirlwind few days of driving and ministry. It feels good to be here. I can hear the cicadas and katydids in the trees beside our trailer, sparrows and tufted titmice are nesting nearby, and a little flock of chickens keeps coming by for dried corn. There is also a fat squirrel -- the same one we befriended last year -- who grabs all the pecans we give him, only he waits until he thinks we're not looking before he takes them. And there are wily geckos...
Texas is a grand place for taking walks. We like best to go walking in the late afternoon, when the heat of the day is (hopefully) a little abated.
There is a large pen at the back of this campground, where the owners keep three huge longhorns. They look a little intimidating, but I think we've finally befriended at least two of them!
People-pictures coming soon!