I belong….

Last Friday evening, my husband and I traveled to Houston, Texas.  We stayed in a lovely hotel near the George R. Brown Convention Center.  The hotel joined the convention center via a skywalk, which made getting to our conference a breeze.  Houston is a large metroplex, nearing 2.1 million in population.  There is plenty to do and see.

We had a wonderful time on Saturday and it was great being able to access the conference without venturing out into the Texas heat. As we drove away from the conference on Saturday afternoon, the traffic was heavy and the roads were speckled with construction cones.

While we searched for a nice place to eat, all I could think was “How soon can I get back home?”  We found a nice hibachi style restaurant and happily celebrated my husband’s birthday.  And then we headed home…..

Sunday morning, we slept in until 7:30 AM before rising to head outside for a run down the country road near our house.  It was a cool 64 degrees and I couldn’t help but contrast the bustling streets and bright lights of Houston to the quiet country lane.

Purple hued morning glories bobbed in the light breeze, waving a good morning as we passed.  Knowing the short lived blooms would already be fading by the time we passed back on our way home, I savored glimpses of them as I ran by. 

 

 

We passed these beautiful horses peering over the fence curiously as we neared their pond.  I’m sure they were wondering where we were headed and if they might come along.

                                             

The vultures watched carefully from the tree tops but I assured them we were still alive and well!  I encouraged them to move along as we weren’t done in just yet!  They were certainly not intimidated by this makeshift scarecrow!

                                       

I enjoyed the trip to Houston, the conference and I met many wonderful people; but there is no place like home.

Running down a country road is where I belong…..  with the roadrunners!