A Bit Like Texas
I cannot remember a winter like the one of 2015/2016. Warm and dry and wet and cold and windy. Fortunately, where I live, we have not yet seen any snow, however the season is still upon us and each new day brings us another repeat of the entire process.
The cold has not been completely unbearable, the dry only lasted so long, and the wet filled the pond until the dry took over again. Yesterday, the temp was hovering around 40 degrees and the wind was blowing from the north about 20 miles an hour. I do not know the formula for determining the wind chill; I will guess it is cold! Today, the sun is shining, the temp is still around 40 this morning, however the wind is not blowing. It will make for a great day.
But, that is how it is when you live in Texas and apparently other places as well. Mark Twain once said, “If you don’t like the weather in New England, just wait a few minutes.” People of numerous other states have obviously plagiarized that idiom. Thanks Mark Twain, for your input.
I have traveled to various parts of the world, thanks, in part to the United States Navy. I have visited some of the most beautiful places on this earth through my tours with Uncle Sam and I loved every one of them.
I have lived in other parts of this great United States. Everywhere I chose to live was a great place. Some had lofty mountains, some had great sandy beaches, and some had deep towering forests. I have lived in large cities and small rural communities, on major interstate highways, on dusty county roads and I loved them all.
Each place I have ever visited or lived has its own peculiar idiosyncrasies. Some are quirky, others sophisticated, many quaint or contemporary, and complicated or simple, maybe elegant or primitive. The one thing they all have in common is the weather. Some days hot, some cold, some windy, some calm, some wet, some dry.
Sounds a bit like Texas. A place I dearly love. My condolences to those of you who must live elsewhere.
No one can dispute our gorgeous East Texas morning , I am blessed to experience. Thanks Be to God to give me another one. Isn’t it amazing how we no longer take for granted the things we did in our youth !?