So, in the last post, I mentioned that Donna and I were celebrating our 41st anniversary. So, how does a debonair Don Juan such as myself impress a gal after 41 years?
I woke the old girl early this morning. I needed to allow her plenty of time to get dressed. About 6:45, I loaded her in the car and drove her downtown to the
Farmers' Market, which is located just across Oakes Street from historic Fort Concho. We stocked up on some of the fresh produce available there, then returned home.
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| Our farmers' market as seen from the south end. |
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| As seen from the north end. |
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| Our score from the market. From left to right: banana peppers, basil, eggplant, zucchini, squash, red potatoes, radishes, red onions, and white onions. Yum, fresh from some local farmer's field. |
But wait, I wasn't finished yet. I do know how to show a girl a good time. You don't live to be my age without learning a few romantic moves. Next, I drove her about 2 miles away to San Angelo State Park and made her walk almost 5 miles despite the fact that she wasn't feeling well. I really thought the walk would help.
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| Woodpecker atop a dead tree in the park. |
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| Bison and longhorns in the park. Park staff is feeding them in background. Notice the bison calf front-center. |
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| Good close picture of bison showing how they are losing their winter coats. |
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| Iconic Texas scene: prickly pear cactus, bison, and longhorns. |
And if that wasn't enough, I then brought her home and had her cook me a nice lunch.
Now, I know what most of you ladies out there are thinking. "How do I get a guy like this in my life?" Well, I'm sorry, but I'm taken, so you'll have to look elsewhere.
Seriously, our anniversary is today, May 26, but we actually celebrated on Thursday. Since the Memorial Day weekend fell on our anniversary, we really didn't want to try to eat out today, so we went to a nice place on Thursday and had a delightful meal. When we wed 41 years ago, I did not consider that our anniversary would have to compete with Memorial Day for the rest of our lives. And before I start getting hate mail, I must confess it was Donna's idea to go to the farmers' market. She's as romantic as I am, it seems.
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| Morning is breaking at Rio Concho West. I snapped this shot yesterday morning during my walk. This is at the entrance of our subdivision. |
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| In closing, here is a neighborhood shot of some mountain laurels in bloom. |