Sundays are usually quiet days. I work four hours at Starbucks -- just 7 am
to 11 am -- and leave right as the big Sunday rush hits. It's one of my favorite days to work at
Starbucks, to be honest. It's usually
the calmest our store ever is.
Typically, the rest of the day would sprawl lazily ahead of
me. But today I drove three and a half
hours to my little hometown, where my Mom still lives. I have a dentist appointment tomorrow
afternoon one town over. I could easily
find a dentist in the massive Metroplex, but I love my small town dentist and
dental hygienist. I love that my dentist
always teases me about my wolf fascination, even though I haven't been to Wolf
Park since 2007.
So, on this atypical Sunday, I enjoyed a nice leisure drive
through the heart of Texas. I kept my
eyes peeled for the bluebonnets that are just beginning to bloom. It's a huge Texas tradition to take family
portraits in the bluebonnets. But it seems
to be a bit too early just yet to do that.
In a week, we should hit peak bluebonnet season. That's when there will be acres of
bluebonnets covering the land, turning the meadows from lush green to inland
seas of brilliant blue. Just
gorgeous. I'll have to make a special
trip out to the Fort Worth Nature Center with David to get our photos done for
this year.
I enjoy these drives between the Metroplex and Lil
Hometown. It's mostly open highway and
gorgeous country driving, with just a few sprinkles of small towns along the
way. When making this drive, it's always
a good idea to never let your gas tank fall below half full. When you hit the half full mark, you start
looking around for the nearest gas station, just in case. Some of those stretches of road are devoid of
towns for quite a ways.
The bluebonnets and Indian paintbrushes are just starting to
bloom. There were small splashes of blue
and white -- courtesy of the bluebonnets -- and mixed in were various shades of
pinks, mauves, and oranges -- the Indian paintbrushes' contribution. It really makes the drive so pretty. I'm not typically a Spring person, but I love
seeing all the wildflowers that blanket the Lone Star State. If we were to ever move away from Texas, I
would certainly miss the Texas Springs -- all the wonderful flowers.
I also love the drive because the last hour or so, I don't
care for what the radio stations play -- a very nice selection of Country,
Evangelical Christian, or Tejano music.
So that last hour or so, I drive in complete silence. And I ponder all the things I want to under
the sun. No topic is off limits. No topic is too grandiose nor minuscule. I turn it all over in my mind -- religion,
politics, and personal ideas. I love the
quiet and the peace the drive gives me.
I love the time and place it gives me to sort and order my thoughts and
feelings on everything.
You know, I talk a huge game about being a Gypsy spirit --
of not wanting to settle anywhere for a long term. But, no matter how far my dreaming mind takes
me, I've always pictured Texas as home.
I've dreamed of traveling the world, but at the end of each dream, I
always returned to Texas. This place
honestly is my Soul's Home -- I feel my happiest driving through this amazing
state. Not knocking the other states --
I've seen many gorgeous places outside of Texas. Some even called out to me --
that I wouldn't mind even living there for a few years. But in the end, I believe I will always
return to Texas.
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