Tag: Decisions

  • Spring Weekend 2026 – Day 3: The Best Laid Plans …

    Spring Weekend 2026 – Day 3: The Best Laid Plans …

    Neither hubs nor I have ever been involved in a spring break celebration, so we thought that a Sunday visit to South Padre Island during spring break might be a good way to wrap up our weekend of welcoming spring 2026.

    Out of curiosity, the morning that we planned on leaving, I decided to consult professor Google as to what we might expect in terms of crowds. I’m so happy I did that.

    Sunday, March 24 this year just happened to be the apex of the Texas Spring Break and this is what we should expect: possibly fifty thousand high school and college students in full and noisy party mode, heavy traffic (including complete jams) for both South Padre Island and the causeway going to and from the island, two hours or more waits for food, and zero parking at the main venues.

    We decided to nix the trip and spend our last day of celebrating spring by watching nature programs on TV in the comfort our A/C’d living room, with snacks available immediately, and silence on demand as soon as we decided to mute the TV and have a nap.

    The header photo for this post came up in Google Images when I looked for Claytons Spring Break Celebrations 2026. Claytons is one of our favourite stops for food and entertainment.

    This photo was all that either of us needed for a “hard no!”

    I guess we’ll complete life with never experiencing spring break.

    I’m perfectly OK with that.

  • Decisions

    Decisions

    This past week, I finally felt recovered enough from my injuries to bead back out to the hiking/biking trails. Until now, I’ve been either just circling the block or doing laps at the indoor track.

    I felt a strong yearning to get back out to the many rewards of nature offered in our trail system here.

    On the first trail, at about the 1K (2/3 of a mile) point and at a fork in the road, I came across this barrier pushed off to the side (feature photo).

    Now what? Do sinkholes get filled in? Do they miraculously resolve? Who pushed the barrier to the side? Should I turn back?

    I decided to forge ahead and was happy I did. There was no sinkhole to be seen on the path I chose at the fork. Whew!

    This was what greeted me:

    Wild roses lining the trail gave off the most heavenly scent