Wednesday afternoon, Tom and I drove our nephew Aaron a couple of hours outside Houston to meet up with his mother. During his visit here, I didn’t make him do anything nefarious (Lynne!) or take him to get a tattoo, so I’m betting he’ll get to visit us again. That’s certainly what five dogs are hoping, as well as the human Compounders.
As we drove through the countryside, we could see the first faint dusting of wildflowers. Anyone who lives near Texas’s Hill Country goes out sooner or later to see the gorgeous wildflowers growing alongside the roads. And it’s a rite of passage for every Texas child to be photographed sitting in a field of bluebonnets, Texas Paintbrush, Indian Blankets, greenthreads, winecups, primroses, or any combination of those.
My first spring in Texas, Jess was about seven, and I snapped this photo of him on an excursion to the country.
This is a photo Lynne took of Jess’s daughter Lila, when Lila was just over a year old.
Sometimes it amazes me to realize I’m seeing Jess’s child do the same things he did. Still, I’m not a grandmother. Lynne is. Can’t figure out how the math works there.
I am an aunt, but I didn’t make Aaron jump from the car and pose for me, since the flowers aren’t in full bloom yet. Our way of celebrating Pi Day was to eat lunch together at Happy Fatz, where we split this dessert. Okay, it’s not officially pie. It’s cheesecake. But it looks like pie. So close enough!
I was never officially against stealing the bricks, I just want to add. And although you didn’t make me steal anything, or get a tattoo, you still signed me up for the army. I think that is one thing we can keep from my mom. 🙂
And the cheesecake was delicious.
HA ha ha! I did NOT sign you up for the Army. Think of it as me keeping you out of jail!
Come back soon!
the bricks are an important part of my landscape. Thank you, again, Aaron (& Daniel) for completing the mission! Becky has selective memory on some of our antics.
Or, as my mother would say, you’ve been a bad influence on two generations of my family. (Would have been three if David the Younger hadn’t fallen asleep on the night of the Brick Caper.)
when is your next family reunion?
HA HA HA!
that photo of Jess – is that the day of the great temperature drop?
No, he wasn’t with us that day. He’d probably have had the good sense to come in out of the cold.
I haven’t eaten breakfast yet. That cheesecake looks about right!
Gorgeous wildflowers!
It was good cheesecake! They bake all their own desserts at Happy Fatz.
I think you can thank Lady Bird Johnson for a lot of those wild flowers. That was one of her “missions” as First Lady.
I gave her credit a few years ago in this post. She was a Texas girl and left an enduring legacy to the state–but a little bit of bragging here: Both her parents were from Alabama.
She was a graceful, classy woman.