The Texas Hill Country. It’s more than a place. The Hill Country is a living, breathing, river-flowing dream where the land rises up to meet the sky and the people rise to meet every day straight on.
Hard work and whimsy combine.
Walk to the river bank. Stand still. Before you are aware of it, the limestone river bottom takes on all kinds of life. Little things that move fast. You can rent inner-tubes and join the fun. On the Frio and the Guadalupe.
Listen. The birds seem to celebrate the river with you. The leaves welcome the cool Texas breeze. In the distance, a dog barks sometimes.
And a kid laughs.
It’s good to get out of the city. We returned recently from our spiritual renewal out near Hunt, and Ingram, and Leakey and Vanderpool. Utopia, just a few miles more.
Sleep with the windows open. Remember those night sounds? Are those critters friendly? You hope so as you drift toward morning.
Only one downbeat during the trip: There’s a wine and cheese bar in Bandera now.