Fabulous Texans

In praise of some young ladies from Texas: after church this morning, they handed me an envelope. "We took a bunch of pork, and had a big cooking party. We invited our friends, told them what happened, and took donations."

Perhaps spontaneous fund-raisers are normal for Texans, as the Texans I've known have all been able to throw large parties with apparent ease. But state of origin notwithstanding, if that doesn't warm your heart, I don't know what will.

We all tried the three types of apples. Goldrush had a brix of 13.4, above the "Average" level of 10, and just a bit below "Good" at 14. The Braeburn was a 15.8 and the Fuji a 15.9, which weren't "Excellent" (18), but they were certainly good!

Then we went hiking. Jadon stayed in Hog Creek, playing, but the rest of us went further, looking at what we can clear easily, and where we have tractor access.

Abraham was the first to be covered with teeny ticks. He started sobbing, because they tickle as they crawl. When we got home, all of us stripped and picked: I didn't count ticks on Joe, and Isaiah picked most of his off himself, but I pulled 87 off Abraham. My skin crawls just thinking about it.