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Sunday, July 31, 2022

Meditation from the Backroads of Lake Winnsboro

I took a drive around Lake Winnsboro, as the Kid and I often do. Tonight I didn't have her with me because she is visiting Grandma before school starts up again. 

I had suggested this drive to a friend on Facebook the other night as she asked for ideas for places to visit with her husband who can't get out much due to health issues. I figured I'd take some of my own medicine after supper.

I usually start at the Marina and sit on the little point behind it to get a good view of the lake and Pleasure Point across the way. I hadn't been out this way since the July 4th fireworks display and was surprised (though not really in hindsight) to see how far the water level had dropped. Timbers from an old pier were raising their tops above the waterline. 

Leaving there and driving by the picnic tables at the little swimming area, I nod to some folks that I had seen at dinner just a little while earlier. Seems others had a nice evening visit to the lake on their minds. Some folks were still out fishing both on shore and on the water and the fish seemed to be jumping.

The temperature wasn't too bad and I drove with the windows down. Fortunately traffic was non-existent as I continued my tour at a slow pace. Nothing ruins a trip like this more than someone flying up on your tail because to them backroads mean no speed limits.

After turning north from Pleasure Point, I stopped at the first causeway to find that the only water left on the west side was a small puddle that didn't look like it would last another week, if that. Though there were no fish, turtles or frogs to watch, I did find two young does enjoying the green grass that was thriving in spot. They didn't seem the least bit afraid as I stopped the car and took photos. I guess the food was too good to leave.

More turtles, one huge bullfrog, and a few cranes were present as I crossed more causeways on my way to 515. My last sighting was of another small group of deer in a large open field. They looked like does and maybe a few yearlings, but it was dusk and my eyesight isn't too sharp anymore, even with glasses. They, too, didn't seem in a hurry to leave good eating behind, so hung around as I stopped to watch.

Trips like these are therapeutic. A meditation trip, if you will, as long as you stop the car to do the meditation.

For more photos from my excursion click this link: Facebook Photo Album-Drive Around Lake Winnsboro and while you're there, like my Facebook page, Winnsboro Living.

Tuesday, July 5, 2022

Remembering Mamaw Carmon Pickering

This lovely woman would have been 92 today. We lost Great Grandma Carmon last year and miss her so very much. She and Carroll loved each other so much that I am sure that they are having a time together now up in Heaven.

She was a big influencer on my life growing up. I know that most grandparents are, that's not really saying anything. My grandmother, though, catered to my interests by stoking my love of reading. When we would go to her house, she'd send me to her room to get a book. The walls of her room were lined with books stacked on the floor to where you had to crabwalk around the bed to get to them all. Books on gardening, wildlife, the sciences, everything. When I took an interest in space, she got me subscriptions to astronomy magazines, science magazines, science fiction literary magazines, and even a membership in the Planetary Society so that I could get the monthly Jet Propulsion Laboratory newsletter. She was a life-long learner and it's one of the greatest gifts that she could have given me, other than her love! Miss you Mamaw!