This is a picture of Sam "seeing" a cow for the first time. There are several in a pasture that we passed on our walk. Usually I walk the trails around here but decided a walk in the neighborhood would be a nice change. He really wanted to pull through the fence and would have if I hadn't insisted "no"! The cows seemed to be somewhat interested in him as well. If he comes up missing from the yard sometime soon that will be the first place I look.
These pictures show couple of the houses in this area, my two favorites of the neighboring homes.
I can see that architecturally they are very similar. If we bought a house rather then built a house, I would prefer something like these. It feels kinda weird to be renting. It's like being in a holding pattern without a specific (or even known possibilities) landing place to plan for. I notice how fortunate I have been to never have experienced the strangeness of that situation before now.
We do like this area very much. I, for one, wake up aware of how very grateful I am to be "home" every day. I do like Texas. My daughter is still adjusting. She has done admirable well under the circumstances! She does not share my affinity for Texas. Sammy and the cats have never been happier though.
Saw this this week and thought of old friends less present.
We get too busy for each other - busy with more pressing issues and friendships suffer.