My strength is not to write and the intent of this blog is to "write" in images taken by Peggy and myself during our journey. I will make an exception in the beginning by looking back to our travels from Florida to Texas and the first few weeks of our assignment at Big Bend National Park.
We started our journey on March 31st after a four month volunteer residentship at Fort Clinch, saying good bye to many friends for the next 8 months. We were blessed to have the complete month of April to get to our new volunteer assignment at Chisos Basin, nested in the middle of Big Bend National Park.
While on the road, we climbed the Kolomoki Mounds in Georgia, walked along streets where history was made in Selma, enjoyed seeing beautiful homes in Natchez and Brenham, had a unplanned visit to Houston to get our motorhome fixed, enjoyed the wine and wildflowers in the Hill Country, walked through sleepy Gonzales, got introduced to bird watching near Rockport and South Padre Island, survived the Easter weekend at Falcon State park, hiked the Seminole Canyon to see ancient rock paintings, stopped at Langtry where Judge Roy Bean, the "Law West of the Pecos", had his saloon and practiced law, stopped in Alpine to restock on food supplies, visited a good friend at Lajitas Resort, and finally arrived at our home for three months: Chisos Basin.
Being at 5,400 ft and surrounded by mountains that reach an elevation of 7,600 ft makes us small but thankful every day to call this place our temporary home.
What we have encountered over the weeks since we left Florida is beauty and I have to agree with John Muir: "Everybody needs beauty.....places to play in and pray in where nature may heal and cheer and give strength to the body and soul alike".