Yesterday was alright. Day trip into the Texas hill country to see the wildflowers. BBQ in a town that looked like being there at high noon would be a bad idea. Then out to the country for enchiladas at the writer’s retreat Sam Baker’s been building for years. We dipped in the river and jumped over a racer snake, looked up birds and spied on spotted deer. At night, we had to take it slow on the highway because the cattle were out.