My brother lives in San Antonio. When he retired from the Air Force, he stayed planted.
It's a beautiful city. It's a little too hot and humid for me. (I prefer the dryness and temperatures of Denver.)
We visited the Botanical Gardens. Amazing place. Some of the plants reminded us of Kenya.
They set up different zones in the Gardens, reflecting the different parts of Texas. (Remember that Texas is big enough to be a country, so it has a lot of variety!)
We walked around a pond that was in the piney woods section. Visiting the log cabin reminded us of how much life has changed in the last 150 years. (What would those dwellers have blogged about, if they could have even found time to do so? Well, I guess there were writers back then. And painters.)