The Great Holiday Adventure (Part Four)

Waking to a hard wind day open to exploration, we decided not to stay another night at the Oak Tree Inn.  We packed up and headed into town to the Bread and Breakfast Bakery.  The place was still packed with cowboy coffee drinkers and families finishing up pancakes and waffles.  We ordered at the counter:  an egg, sausage, (..)

The Great Holiday Adventure (Part Two)

There is nothing on a road trip to compare to long, uninterrupted hours of sleep, especially in a strange bed in a motel room.  But WC and I woke full of anticipation to investigate where the search for the best enchiladas would take us.  Because I had brought snack food from home we decided to indulge in spice coffee cake with tea an(..)

The Great Holiday Adventure (Part Three)

WC and I considered the act of finding huevos rancheros for breakfast but decided instead to partake of the simple, but adequate continental cuisine offered at the Gage Hotel before we pulled out again onto the winding ribbon of asphalt.  Before turning south toward the Big Bend region we stopped at a highway intersection to fill the tru(..)

The Great Holiday Adventure (Part One)

Yep, more traveling.  We left Llano at dawn and drove through the lower
hill country.  Simply gorgeous terrain with the mix of fall and early winter colors, cattle grazing, sheep and goats dotting pastures, hunters in camo-clothing walking fence lines.  We arrived in Del Rio about noon with plans to cross over to Acuna, Me(..)

Llano's Small Town Christmas

Something magical happens in Llano, Texas, every single day, whether it is the wafting fragrance of Cooper's smoky barbecue, the manager at Fuel taking coffee and muffins to a homeless person, the librarians reading to children or helping patrons with computers, the small town in the hill country that I now call home gives me reason to smile and be full (..)

The Love Express

With all the blogs I've written over the past couple of years none has gotten the attention of my recent one titled "WC, Me, and Anniversaries."  I believe people are naturally curious about other people, and perhaps even titillated by discovering something new about someone they think they know. That, maybe, is why gossip columns and magazines devote(..)

Curious people often ask how WC and I met, when we became a couple, when we got married, when we moved to Texas, etc… I believe in curiosity and I believe in answering people's questions when I can. So here's the scoop: I met WC for the first time in June 1998 at a Western Writers of America conference in Colorado Springs. He was presenting the luncheon keynote address and had everyone(..)