Childhood Memories…Water

Saturday afternoon found my friend Connie and I cruising towards Colorado City, Texas, to take advantage of a shoe sale...hey, stranger things have happened, right?

Two friends, for some 29 years, driving 80 miles east because they heard a sale was going down?

We heard.  We went.  We conquered.

And then?  We drove to Lake Colorado City.  Home to many of my memories.  Going to college, then heading to the lake to catch a couple hours of slick water skiing. 

“It was like glass today...yummy!”  

My brother and I, sun-baked brown as berries, loved that water.  Our dad was a fisherman, but he rarely took us with him.  So, once we could drive, we made our own memories - water skiing.  Camping.  Having tons of fun, with friends.

We water-skiied every day, when we could.  Sometimes, starting in February.  Couldn't wait for the lake to warm.
We were wild and crazy.

At a lake, 40 miles from our home town.  And we loved it.  Nothing brought exhaustion like sun and lake water and skiing, skiing, skiing.

So many awesome memories, smiles, laughter.

We drove to the boat ramp at the lake.  I had heard how much the lake had gone down due to the drought.  I had no clue.  Hearing is one thing.  Seeing with your own eyes?  Another.

Boat Ramp, State Park, Lake Colorado City, Texas

 This breaks my heart.

Goodbye, Beautiful - An Ode To Plants In The Desert

I’m looking at my plants and I’m starting to grieve.

July 1st, our town started a mandatory watering schedule.

Twice a week.  No more than that, or we’ll be heavily fined.

And my plants, my beautiful outside oasis...I wonder how it’s going to fare.

I know in the bigger picture that they are here but for a moment anyway, but I love them so much.  This is my quiet place, I hang out here almost every morning at 5:30.  And I’ll miss the plants so much when they’re gone.  And gone, they will be, most certainly gone in 108-110 degree temps without every day watering. 

I guess I better take some pictures while they’re still (mostly) beautiful.

Lord, please send rain.  Our farmers, ranchers, we all need it.