As promised (sort of)...some photos of our Christmas day stroll. To help set the scene for folks far away:
December 25th. Mid-afternoon walk along a town lake, that's also a ladybird lake, that's really a dammed up river running through town. Roughly 50 degrees, a married couple's first Christmas. She loves walking, he hates walking, they both love each other. A little duckwatching, a light breeze, lots of Spanish spoken, but not by them.
I think my very favorite part was at the end, when Carol of the Bells started chiming out from this tower, or at least I think it was this tower:
It's called Buford Tower. Did you know that one of the first--if not the very first--friends that Mac and I made in Austin is named Buford? Pretty cool.

Yay for walks with sweethearts and best friends, and for Christmas walks at that! I think it was the best gift Mac could've possibly given me.
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