WE GET TO LIVE HERE

Jun 27, 2016 by

WE GET TO LIVE HERE

Last night, Dennis and I met some friends at Canyon of the Eagles. It’s a little hill country “resort” between Burnet (dern it, lern it-in case you don’t know how to pronounce it) and Llano (and no, you don’t say Yahn-O).  From that road (Hwy 29), you turn off on RR 2341 and drive on one of the most scenic roads in the hill country.  You snake around the edge of Lake Buchannan and after about fifteen miles of hills and valley, the road dead-ends at the resort.  It’s really nice, this year, because there is actually water in the lake.  I know, you’re thinking well, isn’t that what makes it a lake?  If you would have been here the past couple of years, the lake was so low you could have walked across it in some areas.  Lake Buchannan has always been known to be the kind of lake that either you’re chasing it or it’s chasing you–meaning it’s not constant level like LBJ.  But, it’s a big lake with the beautiful hills for a backdrop and it’s great for sailing and fishing.  Back to the resort, we tell the man at the entrance we’re just going for dinner and even tho he looks at us like we’re talking in a foreign language (he must be from up north), he motions us to go on.  We’re in Denny’s “truck” that he gets out of storage for little jaunts like this and to go to the deer lease.  It’s big and black and sounds like a high school kid should own it.  Hey, at least I talked him into getting rid of the corvette.  Anyway, we pull into the restaurant/cabin area and find a parking spot and go in and find our friends.  I see Deby and James and 2 other

Canyon of the Eagles dining room has a great view

Canyon of the Eagles dining room has a great view

couples.  I recognize Pam, who I’ve played Mahjong with, and introduce myself to her husband, Larry, and then meet Dick and LouAnn.  It’s a big table so it’s hard to chat across the table but we talk loudly like all the others in the dining room which by the way has a great view overlooking the setting sun on the lake.  Everyone has a cocktail or glass of wine and some choose to go through the buffet, others just order off the menu.  I’m telling you this because I want you to go to this place.  I want them to stay open and besides that, if you want to experience the hill country, this is a darn good way to do it.  It’s the total package.  The “girls” go out and take pictures with the sun in the background. Pam, the artist, calls our attention to the colors.  I love being around painters.  They see the world through a

Lou Ann, myself, Deby, and Pam outshining the sun!

Lou Ann, myself, Deby, and Pam outshining the sun!

kaleidoscope.  Other people are lining up to take pictures from this one spot on a cantilevered deck and I offer to take a young couple’s picture.  She immediately says “that would be nice” and James volunteers as he’s just had practice taking our pictures with four different iphones.  We go back into the dining room and Pam wants to show us another spot where her friend just got married.  It is a great view and it’s one of those moments that I take it all in.  The breeze is blowing, the temp is in the seventies (okay, high seventies, but it sure beats the high nineties we had during the day) and I’m looking down on a beautiful lake that we are so thankful is full.  I tell Deby how blessed we are to live here and say people plan their vacations to come here and we get to live here.  It does not go unnoticed with me……..We go back to the outdoor dance floor and find a table.  The crowd is a mix of families there for a reunion, couples with young children, couples with dogs, and a foursome of older folks and us.  All in all a pretty diverse group–just like our table which includes have a couple of engineers, a retired banker, an artist, someone who’s with a law firm, and a retired rancher.  So indicative of the hill country living.  About that time, Doug & Shoogie start playing the Eric Clapton You Look Wonderful

Gotta have a party and gt Doug & Shoogie to play

Gotta have a party and get Doug & Shoogie to play

Tonight.  James and Deby get up and dance as they have a pledge that no matter where they are, they will dance to that song.  Thanks goodness, their signature song isn’t a fast one because it’s pretty tuff to jitterbug on uneven limestone.  But as the night goes on, Doug gets some good guitar licks in and Shoogie does a great job singing a wide variety of songs.  It’s just a friggin glorious evening.  We say our good byes and pleased to meet yous.  As Denny and I were walking past the gift shop/registration desk, I half say, half sing “The stars at night…….are big and bright”.  Immediately, I hear a voice behind me half sing/half say “Deep in the heart of Texsezzzz!”  I turn around and see the woman who was behind the check-in desk standing out on the breezeway.  I look at her and smile.  I bet she’s from Texas.  I bet she’s from here.  There used to be a Frost Bank (a deep rooted Texas bank) ad campaign that was just priceless.  The jest of it was WE’RE FROM HERE.  Man, oh man……..how lucky can one be……..

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