Finally Hauled

After some delay, first on the part of the shipyard and then on our part (The port engine wouldn't start -- and then it did -- what in the world is that all about?), we set off for the first time in months, headed just down the waterway to the shipyard. Our time en route couldn't have been more than fifteen minutes, but each of those seaborne minutes was glorious for both of us.

We left the boat in the competent care of Leigh and the shipyard and immediately took off via truck for Texas. After such a late start, we knew we couldn't make it in two days, so we took our time and some slightly-less efficient roads, enjoying the view, all lush and green and springy.



Texans are justly proud of our highway-hugging bluebonnets, an early annual sign of spring, but the beauty of our state flower is rivaled by what I believe is the crimson clover, present in great swaths of brilliant, smile-inducing red across the high- and byways of South Carolina, Georgia, and Alabama. Because I didn't stop to take a picture, I'm posting this one, found online.

https://plants.usda.gov/plantguide/pdf/pg_trin3.pdf

Back now in Baytown, comfortably ensconced in the pool house, we have one week before the big move on May 1. The weather is gorgeous, with highs in the 80's, and we are glad to be back in the Lone Star State.