I discovered a thick blanket of humidity settles over north Texas when the air stops moving. On Thursday night I cracked up a couple of my co-workers on the way to the Dallas town hall meeting. I said the weather kind of reminded me of Hawaii, pretty much the only other humid place I've ever been. Maybe it was just my naive optimism talking, but they found it funny at any rate.
I'm not enjoying having to wake up in the dark again, but it is nice to have a considerable amount of daylight after work. Not quite enough for nine holes yet, but enough for a leisurely stroll around the neighborhood:
Regardless of the risk:
So far I haven't seen anything too dangerous. One Armadillo, dead on the road. A roadrunner and a turtle, alive on the road and not appearing to be engaged in any sort of race.
Last Sabbath I took my inaugural trip to Lake Whitney Ranch, the new summer camp the conference is developing, for the inaugural Pathfinder Camporee there. It's a very impressive site. More than 900 acres, with two miles of lakefront property, most of which is made up of impressive cliffs. I have pictures, but they're on the conference camera and not online at the moment. I'll share eventually.
Sunday I enjoyed immense amounts of leisure. I wandered around Fort Worth, wished I had shorts on and tried to figure out the formula of which stores were open on Easter and which were closed. I didn't find any pattern. I also went to a park near the Fort Worth Botanic (not to be confused with Botanical) Garden. I didn't go into the actual garden because you had to pay and I didn't know how interesting it would be by myself. I had fully intended to spend some time downtown, but I got too warm and had to head home for some shorts. By that time laundry and dinner were calling my name.
This week looks to be a bit on the relaxing side... hopefully. Then it's two very busy weeks before I trip back to the northwest. Yah... I can deal with that.
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