Monday, May 6, 2013

Dirty Little Secrets

Ok, so our dirty little secret is out.  It snows in Kansas in May, but please don't tell the tourists, perspective farmers, or future residents.  We'd like to believe that we are in the land of Oz where spring comes on schedule followed by summer, fall, and a short winter.  At  least it was that way last year, and I have pictures to prove it.
5/2/13 snow pelting our green grass.

April 15, 2012 lots of sun, no rain, then it turned dull brown.

Our other secret is that two weeks ago Jack and I ran away together.  We packed our golf clubs, warm weather clothes, rain gear just because, and we headed south to warmer weather leaving Lucy behind to sulk.  The forecast for late April in Kansas was cold rain, and wind.  That was enough motivation to go online and find a motel and golf course on South Padre Island near Corpus Christi, Texas.  If it hadn't been for a few aching joints we might have felt like college kids skipping school.

Two weeks ago we also learned of Ft. Worth I-35's dirty little secret:  too much traffic on the highway.  It took us two hours to travel 20 miles, and that's no exaggeration.  The next day when Austin I-35 traffic pulled the same stop and crawl technique we turned to the the trusted Rand McNally Atlas and discovered highway 183 south and then 77 south to Corpus.   No more traffic, instead we photographed wildflowers in bloom, old courthouses built of character, and found quaint places to enjoy along the road.
DeWitt County Courthouse, Cuero, Tx.

Pure delectation could be seen on our faces when we stepped foot in the Gulf of Mexico and felt the warm breezes on our faces.

April 21, 2013 on the Gulf, in the sun, barefoot and laughing.
Sometimes, event dirty little secrets have silver linings.

1 comment:

  1. Dear ol' Rosebud. It makes me think of Citizen Cane (is that a C or a K?) and the Rosebud in that story...remember? I think that town and Lott are both worth watching for speed limits. They are dreary little towns, I think. La Grange is the only town we like through there--it's pretty up at the top of the curve, hill, looking down on the Colorado River. They have some pretty older homes also--I like old homes! There is a commemorative memorial plaque at the Monument Hill Park up on top of that hill--right before you go off the winding hill. The plaque has William Preston Stapp listed because he was one of the Prisoners of Perote and the author of a book by the same name. (Hope I spelled the Mexican city correctly and also remember his name correctly. I'm going on memory.) We actually have a copy of the book.