I have been holed up in the office for two days, catching up on some filing and correspondence before several upcoming court dates. Occasionally I go to the front office, and this morning the view out my front door was… well, the same as it usually is. No, my car is not visible. I park in back.

I adore the small town in which I live and work. It played a prominent role in the establishment of Texas and in U.S. politics from 1790 on. Population is less than 4,000, and area is about 4 square miles. The entire town has been named to the National Register of Historic Places. My office is in a building that is over 150 years old. The building in the photograph above was built in 1828.


Just some thoughts as I sit here and contemplate going to the store for something sweet to eat.