Well, it’s going to dip back down in the low teens this week in the Texas Hill Country. A friend of mine once said: “It’s colder than a witch’s (you fill in the body part).” Yessir, it’s going to be a cold one. The sky is clear blue and the wind is whipping around everything. You can hear the cold shrill sound of the wind. But the hills are still green and the smells of cedar, and cypress trees are delicious. It’s all good in the Texas Hill Country.
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