The red oaks, native to Texas if not to this area, will produce a glorious crimson that could make a maple turn back to green with envy. Sycamore leaves of soft gold glow in the solstice sunlight. The leaves of the town's crepe myrtles and the hedges of nandina turn fiery shades, flushed as if furious at the dying of the light. Yes, we see a bit of winter A Heritage Tour of Homes comes on the first weekend December, along with an early evening Christmas parade, and caroling on the square in the historic downtown. Next we have a few weeks when most local folks think it s a bit too chilly for much outdoor activity.
Temperatures often drop below freezing before dawn.
Once in a few years we actually find snow on the ground. Texans are likely to have our golf courses to themselves, enjoying the afternoon warmth. With our elms and pecan trees bare of leaves, their branches trace delicate and skeletal patterns against the azure sky. The roadside grasses take on the color of hay. Yet the plants are not dead, only resting.