The Caregiver’s Tales
Tiny essays on life, nature, grief and other things that catch my fancy in the Texas Hill Country. Here’s how it all got started.
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![My Epoch](https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f8e6edff5f6915501989f00/1910f716-49e7-41cb-8310-08469148177e/231117+My+Epoch.jpeg)
My Epoch
I think I’ve entered a new epoch in my life, hinging on my hike to the top of Guadalupe Peak, the highest point in Texas. I’d like to call it my Guadalupian Epoch…
![The Experience](https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f8e6edff5f6915501989f00/7606994e-cb77-4dc8-be8f-50563b1e820b/230301+The+Experience.jpeg)
The Experience
Had a metaphysical experience in Big Bend last week. On our first day in the park, we were driving around looking at the sights. There were four of us in the truck. I saw a display sign, the sort they have all throughout the park, and asked to stop. The driver obliged.
![Exploring](https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f8e6edff5f6915501989f00/297f5fbd-dc8d-426d-a5d7-c587cb8cf237/230120+Exploring.jpeg)
Exploring
Bought a book yesterday. It’s sure to keep me up nights. The Anatomy of a Paleozoic Basin: The Permian Basin, USA. I mean, we’re talking about a story that happens over the course of 540 million years.
![On the Trail](https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f8e6edff5f6915501989f00/d2be2122-d129-4391-a9c3-5ad0c62488a3/221112+On+the+Trail.jpeg)
On the Trail
Home again. Home again. I love being on the road. I love being home. There is nothing quite like your own bed. But then again, there is nothing like sleeping on a trailer’s dining room table that folds into a bed, especially if you have a self-inflating mattress, which I do.
![Rest Day](https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f8e6edff5f6915501989f00/556eeb98-7fa3-4339-8063-63a6132196e9/220825+Rest+Day.jpeg)
Rest Day
Walked outside this morning to the sweet smell of wet earth. It’s been a long time, my love. But there it was and with it came all the promise that rain brings.
![Questions](https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f8e6edff5f6915501989f00/51b02bd5-0af3-46e1-86fb-67ef6525b518/220318+Questions.jpeg)
Questions
The waxing gibbous moon is still pretty, big, and bright over the pasture. The northwest wind is gusting, and the air is clear and cool.