Feral Peril

Okay. This is why I can visit but never stay in the Texas countryside. We all know the incredible beauty that are Texas wildflowers. Every spring the fields explode with a cacophony of color, scent, and tourists. But as my mother, fellow and Morehouse alumnus Dowin, and I were heading to Chef Pasqual's in bucolic Round Top what do we discover?

Wild hogs

About 18 of them scurrying across the road with all the impatient zeal of Bayrou's political French center. Given my fumbling with the camera, I was only able to capture three of the less detestable hairy piglets. These were the 'cute' ones of the feral bunch as compared to the hygenically unimaginable trio of full-grown adult hogs escorting the "passel of hogs" (as they are apparently known). I'll be off ham for a while.