Autumn Unfolding

Somewhere north of here, autumn is unfolding its full splendor. The yellow leaves rustle in the wind out of the west, their color reflected in the still water under a cloud-strewn sky.

But not here.

Four hours west of Austin last weekend, Trudy and I sat on the porch of a cabin looking out on the flowing rapids and the hills across the valley. The scorching heat of the week before was gone. By comparison it felt like fall had arrived.

• We climbed the hills overlooking the Frio River valley.
• We sat beside the water in the overhanging shade of the Cypress trees.
• Big and little kids swung from long rope swings and splashed into the river.
• Catfish swam slowly back and forth in the blue-green depths.
• The cool, clear water was so inviting that we did not sit still for long.

Although our colors will never turn as autumn does up north, for three days on the Frio, we did our best to welcome it with open arms.

Come to think of it, it unfolded fairly well.

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