Texas?

To all my readers and fellow authors in Texas, along with everyone else, please tell me what I should NOT miss in Texas, I’ll be in San Antonio March 3-9, and then I’m going to the Texas hill country. I sort of know where the hill country is but I know nothing about it. I’ll be in Texas until March 17. I’d love to meet everyone while I’m there.

Is there a bookstore or a special restaurant in the hill country? I’m excited about going. I haven’t been off the east coast for years and the thought of traveling is almost overwhelming. But I’m ready for this new adventure!

My youngest brother loved Texas. He thought it was the best state. I know he lived there on and off for years, yet the last place he lived was South Dakota. He had a cowboy’s heart, and loved a ten gallon hat. He especially loved the Texas sky. That big dome. He also loved spring in Texas when the cacti bloomed and along with everything else.

When I think back on my brother, I smile. He didn’t exactly follow normal conventions, which meant he was often at odds with my family. But to me, as a child, he was the adventurous one. He was also funny. My brother had an odd appearance. He had yellow eyes. I promise they were yellow. Mom called them golden brown but to me and everyone else, they were about as golden yellow as eyes got. People would approach him and say silly things such as, “Did you know that you had yellow eyes?

(This was before contacts could give someone any sort of color.)

He’d turned to me and often said one of a few things such as, “Are my eyes yellow?”

“Yes.”

“Know I should have stopped by the men’s room.”

Did I mention he was handsome? He was a chick magnet and those golden-yellow eyes were part of his magnetism. At six foot four with blond hair and yellow eyes, he stood out in a crowd. Toss in his ten-gallon hat on top of that and cowboy boots, he was definitely someone you couldn’t miss.

Maybe it’s because I’m going to the state he loved so much, I want o see it though his eyes, except he’s no longer here. If he was…he’d show me around. So since he can’t, I’m hoping my readers and friends will suggest places for me.

Texas is a big place!