…. from Fredericksburg to Kerrville so we weren’t in a big hurry to leave this morning. We had a leisurely breakfast at Andy’s and checked out a house-moving project taking place on the route we would be taking with the Q. While parked and waiting to watch the process, there were two big persimmon trees loaded with fruit. If this fruit is picked and eaten before it is completely ripe, your mouth will pucker like it has never puckered before.
The ripening persimmon fruit is pretty and is a great sign that it’s autumn in Texas, evening though the leaves are still mostly green. It’s not ready to eat until it is soft; the first frost; and most of the leaves have fallen off the tree.
The “mobile home” in question is now moving and will soon be removed from our route.
About 11:30, we were pulling out of the small Hill Country RV Park in Fredericksburg. There was a breeze but not nearly as fierce as yesterday.
Texas Hill Country folks love their horses. No wonder I like it here.
We arrived soon to the Johnson Creek RV Park and immediately loved what we saw.
As I think I have said before, Don gets the Q set up/hooked up outside in about twenty minutes or less and comes inside the Q and sits down in his recliner and says, “We get home really fast, don’t we, Baby?” By the time he is finished, I’m usually ready for life to proceed on the inside. We continue to love dragging our home with us everywhere we go.
So, it was another beautiful day and we wanted to walk around and check out this place. Already, the lady who checked us in was really so nice. She’s new to workamping and is from Ohio.
The park is behind a thirty acre pecan orchard. The streets and sites are all concrete.
There are pull-thru sites and back-in sites.
Both ladies working in the office insisted that we go look at the clubhouse which was the original ranch house when this property was purchased by the owners, who live in another house on site.
The clubhouse is used for rally groups and anyone else who is in the park and it’s beautiful.
Don checks out the billiards room.
The tile on the window seat is very pretty.
The restroom in the billiards room. More beautiful and unusual textured tiles.
A large kitchen.
The laundry room, accessible from the outside.
Another dining area.
This is the men’s shower which is about the same as the ladies’ shower.
The library.
As I found it, a Bible open on the antique buffet. 
Bookcase in the library. Notice the crosses.
Another dining area or meeting room. 
I am loving the wall art and evidences of Christian owners here.
The pool behind the clubhouse has been covered for the winter.
The clubhouse back lawn.
Do you see where Don is out on the deck behind the pool?
He is looking down at the Johnson Creek below where lots of fish and a turtle are swimming.
This catfish is a good fifteen inches long and it had lots of company.
Johnson Creek
Johnson Creek
The deck where Don was standing is built out over the cliff above the creek.
Okay, Don’s one happy camper. There’s a church here!!
The Chapel in the Hills complete with a bell in the belfry. 
Inside the chapel, which still smells like freshly milled wood. Notice the little speakers in the corners near the ceiling.
Five rows. Ceiling fans.
For announcing church in thirty minutes or fifteen. Wouldn’t that be cool?!
Don couldn’t imagine that a sound system would be needed in this small chapel and he’s just itching to find out.
Don is dreaming about those fish.
There’s a park model and an apartment for rent. This is the apartment. The bed looks just like the one we saw yesterday, but not as big.
Construction is being done on an additional rally room with a Western Town theme.
The Q looks good here.
The office.
The pecan orchard as seen from our door.
Oh my, look what I found at the back of the park!
She was very friendly and came right up to the fence for some love.
I learned from the keeper of the animals that this is a ‘resurrection’ donkey. I did a little research and could not find a ‘resurrection’ donkey. If they are named ‘resurrection’ donkeys because they are like the one Jesus rode into Jerusalem on Palm Sunday, then the should be called ‘palm’ donkeys. I’m just saying.
She was friendly, too.
And had a friend… yes, there are two.
And the appaloosa has a friend.
Now this fellow is very interesting. He is a ‘desert’ donkey and is 36 years old. Also friendly and walks like his joints are stiff.
The keep of the animals who offered the education.
Late afternoon, after eating a sandwich supper, we drove into Kerrville for a visit to Culver’s (do not Google). There are quite a few RV parks and resorts in this area that we hope to check out tomorrow for summer assignments for CRM chaplains.
The sunset sky was peaceful and beautiful as we drove back to the Q.
Back at the park, I walked around and took a few more dusk pictures. God bless our flying military.
A capture in contrast.
"Remember how the LORD your God led you all the way in the desert these forty years, to humble you and to test you in order to know what was in your heart, whether or not you would keep his commandments.” Deuteronomy 8:2
Thank You, God, for the “deserts’ in my life.
2 comments:
I noticed the creek was catch and release. Doesn't Don carry a fishing pole with him? If not, he needs to get one, I know how much he likes fishing.
I can't count. There are six rows of benches in the chapel.
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