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Well, earlier this week we saw an ad in the SM Daily Record for a church bar-b-que lunch for today, this Saturday.  So we decided to check it out, because, heck, we always liked church lunches from our experience in the Painted Churches area.  Remembering that the address for this Wesleyan church was on Fredericksburg Street, we headed for the church called Wesleyan up on the hill that the elephant calls home-(TSU).  Got there, no line, no shortage of spaces to park in the church lot within stones throw of the University.  What luck, got out and asked the group selling drinks at the sidewalk if this was the place for the bar-b-que lunch.  This took them totally by surprise, as well as us, so Dee asked if this was Fredericksburg (street).  They said, no, ma'am, this is San Marcos, Fredrickburg is 75 miles north of here.  No, no, the street. Well, after some frustration they acknowledged that the Wesleyan Church we were looking for was the historical Wesleyan Church on MLK Blvd, do

Two of our neighbors run longhorn cattle on the community's 2000 acres and twice a year they roundup the cattle to sell the crop of young stock.  Roundup days always have a minds eye image of cattlemen on horses, ropes, dusty conditions (got that--haven't had rain in two months) and bawling cows as calves are separated from their mothers. So, this last weekend was roundup day.  Early in the morning, sitting on the back porch you could hear many bawling cows and the sound of atv's. Then on the road, from the atv, came the call "here cow, here cow" and the tinkle of a bell to call the cattle.  Such is the modern cowboy.

Okay, so for many days, there were just two Leopard Frogs in the water trough.  They like the bird beach, but sometimes they sit on the rim and look out over the countryside, and sometimes dive down to the bottom of the trough and sulk.  But for many days there were only two of them.  I had for sure thought the biggest one got nailed by the roadrunner as it had not shown itself for days. Then the day before yesterday, the big one showed up again.  But wait, that's not all.  Yesterday a fourth one showed up; so we had four L. Frogs on the beach at one time.  Then the big one jumped to the rim and stared longingly out over the front yard, and I thought, here we go, I can now witness how they appear and disappear, because he is going to leap out, and go on some journey out into the gravel and into the weeds.  Nope, after a few minutes, wheeled around and back into the water. No telling if they are making sojourns or not.  Maybe at night when it is safer. Keep in mind that we have n