Fall in Texas

Texas is different. I went to college in New Mexico, so it wasn’t too much of a shock to me. But for some, it can be too different, too non-northern to adjust to. Central Texas, where I live, is hilly (thus the name, “Texas Hill Country”) and the farther west you go, the browner and dryer it gets.

Fall in central Texas is very different than the fall I grew up with. I’m originally from upstate New York. Fall there is more colorful, with leaves of different colors falling to the ground, and eventually being covered by snow. Oh, yes. I had to mention the “s” word because fall is inevitably, and very quickly replaced in New York by winter. One of the top reasons I came to Texas was to avoid the inevitability of the dreaded winter coming every year.

So, tonight, to celebrate fall, I took a walk at sunset with Kingsley. Even summer is very nice here, though it can be quite warm. But the months between the end of summer and the start of the next summer are my favorite.

I love to take walks, and I love the terrain here. I love the fact that it’s snowing this weekend in Chicago (where I lived previously), and I’m not there!