Walking my trail through the woods yesterday I was struck that the predominate color is still green…

Once I made it to Mustang Bayou, the color pallet didn’t seem to change…

The temperatures this week have been great. My wife actually demanded the heat be turned on after our first night in the 40’s. The house never made it below 65°, but she has always reminded me of my grandmother when it came to her tolerance for cool weather.

After walking the three laps that make a mile on my trail I sat down on the bench at the edge of the back field and just enjoyed the view…