Christopher Cross released this song about ‘riding like the wind’ to the border of Mexico. Wind in the Spring in Texas reminds me of this song. We do not go outside to see how hot it is, we test the wind.
It was really windy and the water was rough on our first Kayak trip down Pecan Bayou in Brownwood, Texas. The dog Tag discovered turtles and made his little “woof woof” when he saw a head move on a limb. The pain I anticipated for the next day may limit my adventurous spirit – at least in a solo kayak. It has been a joy to play in the waters, but those days of “I can do this no matter what the weather is like” are over. It was not fun to paddle as hard as you can and move backward! Then we saw the Hobie fishing boats that could be moved by paddling or by your legs. They had paddles underneath the boat for days such as this. Maybe…..
The next week, it was time to visit the Brownwood State Park and enjoy nature again. The wind was so strong that afternoon, we had to take shelter behind the buildings or structures in order to enjoy the day. The sun was warm. The dog took a short walk and sought shelter on our laps or under the chairs.
The following week, we tried a late evening walk. Near sunset when the wind was less. The trees were in the beginning of Spring, wild irises blew along the creek bed. And the water was beginning to stay in the creeks in this dry and fire laden Spring. I gave up after that hike, and stayed in the house this week. We will venture out again next week. Wind permitting.
“The Lord said, “Go out and stand on the mountain in the presence of the Lord, for the Lord is about to pass by.” Then a great and powerful wind tore the mountains apart and shattered the rocks before the Lord, but the Lord was not in the wind. After the wind there was an earthquake, but the Lord was not in the earthquake.” I Kings 19:11 NIV