Killing Time


Dreaming of trails

I had to sit around indoors as the weather had turned to rain
too wet to go outside to play on trail or garden both the same
I looked around for things to do something that I would not shirk
the house needs cleaning and dusting too but somehow that looks like work
there is only me and three small dogs whose contribution to the cause
is for each to have their special place where they can sleep without a pause
to interrupt their daily routines just to clean up their dust
doesn’t seem to be the way to go no need for me to make a fuss
that solves the problem about cleaning the house but what to do instead
I could probably take a nap and creep back into bed
the dogs would cuddle up with me just to keep me safe 
but that would be a waste of time and my mind would chafe
as doing nothing is not my way so that idea is gone
so maybe I can write a poem a verse or more not long
it’s just that I am sitting here with nothing much to show
messing around with my PC and things are going slow
trying to write a word or two to get them all to rhyme
and the going is very hard and taking all of my time
but wait just look what I have written words that are in verse
and maybe it’s not that good but I have written worse
so I will make this do for now and write another day
when the brain is working not so hard but in a different way
tomorrow the sun many shine and I can take a walk
much better than sitting here with a brain that will not talk.

Written 12/6/2018

Too Darn Hot…


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I looked at the weather forecast for my part of Texas in Austin just to see what the weather was going to be like for the following day. There appeared to be a lull in the almost incessant 100 degree temperatures with a  forecast high of only around 95 degrees. Well, I thought to myself, I can handle that and made plans to take a hike the following day.

I got up earlier than I normally do in the hope of getting to the park and enjoying an easy walk on one of the trails but unfortunately, something came up necessitating my attention and I did not arrive at the park until close to 11:30 am. I chose to walk at Reimers Ranch mainly because of the river and the hope for seeing some of the wildlife that abounds the area. On the way in, I noticed that the Park people had been doing some more of their controlled burns and many of the Live Oak tree canopy was brown and charred. I wondered if they will survive as the damage looked pretty extensive.

I parked the truck at the furthermost parking lot with the view of walking the Turkey Trail heading to the end of the Park and then coming back along the river past the rock climbing area. I stepped out of the truck and was hit by a wave of hot air as by now, the temperature was in the low 90’s. I walked around  the Parking Lot for a bit and then decided that it was way too hot to be out in this temperature and maybe I should put this off until tomorrow or another day.

The wuss in me won out and I jumped back into my truck (and the air conditioning) and found a shady spot to park and then proceeded to spend an hour listening to my latest Audiobook, The Outsider by Stephen King which I found much more enjoyable than sweating it out on the trail. I am definitely growing old if I pass the opportunity of a pleasant walk with my two cameras at the ready and choose to listen to an Audiobook instead notwithstanding the quality of the story which, by the way,  is excellent and hard to put down.

I decided to head home but to take an alternate and more scenic route back into Dripping Springs as I need to purchase fish food from the Tractor Supply Store located there. As I rounded one corner I saw what looked like some sort of a problem or maybe an accident up ahead and as I got closer, could see that one of the Telephone poles on the side of the road was broken and that the cable was hanging low across the road. I immediately pulled up, turned on my flashers and acted as a traffic cop as it was impossible to get through for about 30 minutes until the local Fire Department arrived to take over.

With my help no longer needed, I turned around and drove back the way I had come and took a different road into Dripping Springs and the feed store only to discover that they were out of fish food and to “Come back in a couple of days”. I drove the rest of the way home uneventfully.

Tomorrow, I plan on getting up early (for me) so that I can get that walk in.

Written 8/6/2018