This past weekend I was invited by a friend to go to Lost Maples state park. Apparently it is a really big deal this time of year, because the all the maples are turning different colors. I was skeptical because it was only 1.5 hours away from San Antonio. We arrived there sat in a car line to get into the park for about 20 minutes. Once we got in we started our 9 mile hike, the trail was tougher than expected. Luckily there were a few still standing maples covered in bright red, orange, and yellows. I find it interesting that everytime something as beautiful as this only is a round for a brief moment. It is almost like we have to chase beauty until it shows itself and then it goes back into hiding, waiting for another moment to just give us a glimpse and blow us away. Maybe its best for us. maybe beauty wants to us to be uncurably afflicted with the desire to see more, and more, and more.
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i found this the other week...love it.
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