That's Pretty Country

This sure is country, I thought as I looked at the machinery in the back of someone's rig in Walmart's famous country car park. Perhaps I should set up a chapel at this particular super-center and doubtless do a roaring trade. 

But seriously, what's happened to all the country pursuits that LSPland is famous for; shooting, fishing, riding, armed walkabouts in the bucolic mesquite groves of Olde Texas. What's happened to all of that? 

Getting a 17 year old into the hallowed halls of rural academe is what's happened, and I tell you this. It's not necessarily easy transferring a kid from the Canadian system into the Texan one, at least academically. By contrast, the football part wasn't hard at all; come on in and join the team was their motto.

Still, the High School enrollment evolution is almost over, which means the horizons of sporting life are starting to open up again, thank God. Must get back in the saddle, catch some fish and see if I still know how to shoot.

Look At All The Great Guns I've Bought!

Speaking of shooting, I'm tempted to do two things. One, buy an over and under shotgun and two, a .357 Magnum revolver. But all that's hypothetical. After Hurricane Harvey, Texas may have ceased to exist, sinking, like Atlantis, under the waves of a tumultuous sea.

Thunder is heaving across the sky as I write this fascinating entry, and that's country life.

In Texas,

LSP

Good Morning Texas Even Though It's Now Evening

I stood to somewhere around first light. No, not to scan the perimeter in the predawn mist, senses sharpened to razor-like intensity, but to get the kid up for his daily football workout. Lights on, hands on socks hands off... you get the drift.

It was a beautiful, cool, overcast morning with the promise of sun breaking through the clouds and it was neat to drive out to the school as the town was coming awake. It reminded me of England in May, except hotter, without the rain and, well, the resemblance fades when you get down to detail.

The kids were already getting athletic by the time we pulled up to Football HQ; there must have been a hundred or so youngsters running around, not including the "ballers" who were starting to get busy lifting weights. And all this activity several weeks before school even starts. Well done kids, healthy body, healthy mind.

Back at the Compound, strong coffee in hand, I reflected on the morning's evolution. They say that life lived for others  results in life itself. 

Easy to say, isn't it.

God bless,

LSP