Yep...it's that time.
The brown fuzzies from the Live Oak trees have finished falling (I hope).
So, let the mulching begin.
The past few days have been full...again.
Yesterday, we attended a memorial service, for another one of our neighbors.
Another sweet person, taken from us too early.
She will be missed.
Saturday evening, we went to The Backyard for a concert.
The Backyard is an outdoor venue, in Bee Caves, TX.
It used to be over on Hwy. 71. But, because of all the retail going in there,
they moved over to a new area on Hwy 620, not too far from the old place.
There were the three of us....father, mother and son.
We got last minute, general admission tickets, which means sitting on the ground.
As this t-shirt on a young man in front of us shows,
we were there to see Willie Nelson.
There were two lead-in acts. Laura Nelson...Willie's daughter.
And, Jamey Johnson.
Both were very good.
It was after dark, when the main attraction came on.
After a fairly slow start, he put on his usual good show.
The years and hard living, are showing on this man's face.
But, he can still play that guitar and put on a show.
We had a good time.
The Backyard has the potential to be a great outdoor music venue.
BUT...the bathroom situation is awful.
Although I don't like cutting down trees, if you have an area where people are trying to see a stage,
trees left in the line of view, don't help.
It's been a long time since we sat in the 'lawn area' of a concert.
But, I don't remember people being so rude in the past.
We wondered why a large group of young women bought tickets to sit on the ground, show each other pictures on their phones and laugh and talk so loudly it was hard to hear the music.
And, then the not-that-young men yelling obscenities, as they took pictures of each other with their phones.
They all could have done this somewhere there were not people who actually came to hear the concert.
Maybe we're just getting old. But, whatever happened to common courtesy?
OK...that's my soapbox comment.
Earlier on Saturday, we watched our granddaughter's soccer game.
She scored three goals!
Then, she had a spectacular tumble.
And, yes...after a trip to the doctor on Sunday....the wrist is broken, AGAIN.
Understandably...she is NOT a happy camper.
She's a tough kid, though. She'll be ok, and back out there again.
And, that brace will be on that arm when playing, from now on.
OK...back to mulching.
Hope you're having as beautiful a day, as we are here.