Photo: Hayfield
The hayfield on September 16, 2001.
If I recall correctly, I came up here on a brief break I got from the Crisis Action Team in our post-9-11 world. It was cold and drizzly. I don’t remember what I had to do, but I was out in the rain without a proper rain jacket. I did what I needed to do and headed back to San Antonio. By the time I got to the outlet malls in San Marcos, I was nearly in a hypothermic state. I stopped at the outlet mall, went into the Big Dogs store and got sweat pants and a sweatshirt. I changed from my wet clothes into the dry stuff in the truck before driving the rest of the way home to San Antonio.
Despite the cold, this brief break was so peaceful in our chaotic world. I’m not sure when the ranch became a chore instead of a peaceful retreat, but that’s what it’s become in recent years.
Such a lovely photo.
Jean, some time you HAVE to write about your “time in.”
And I’m sorry the ranch is no longer pleasing you, and hope that you can regain your old enjoyment of it.
There’s really nothing particularly interesting about my “time in.” Most of the time, it was a job. No more or less interesting than someone’s days at the computer repair shop or the deskjob at the office. Scott Adams took care of writing about that.