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rentals are family-friendly and sit directly on the sandy shores of Lake Buchanan. They offer daily onsite rentals of jet-skis, kayaks, paddle-boards, pontoon boats and canoes. Canyon of the Eagles: Nestled within 940 acres, the resort promises breathtaking views, spectacular sunsets and starry skies. There are over 14 miles of trails, and live music or movies under the stars. You can also check out their Eagle Eye Observatory. Painted Sky Inn: Escape to this charming hidden Texas getaway on the eastern shore of Lake Buchanan. Located on a quiet peninsula. Great place for making memories with family and friends. Things to do: Lake Buchanan Area Vanishing Texas River Cruise: Go on a cruise to explore the scenic river view of Highland Lakes Region, the native wildlife, the Cascading waterfalls and towering cliffs, with the possibility of seeing the wintering Bald Eagles Inks Lake State Park: This is a gem full of adventure and fun, with extensive hiking trails, the Devil’s Water Hole for swimming and striking sunsets Longhorn Caverns State Park: It’s main attraction is the underground wonder of the Longhorn Cavern created by an ancient river. Perissos Vineyards: With rows of vines to welcome you, take a seat at an outdoor picnic table and enjoy some tasty wines. Sage’s favorite winery in Texas!
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Bearing Witness by Cynthia M. Brown I have written about my mother’s struggles with cancer in the place before. It has been over 10 years since her first diagnosis of stage 3 ovarian cancer. A year after that first diagnosis, the news was more grim; stage four, metastatic estrogen receptive ovarian cancer of the lymphatic system. Over the years it has invaded her brain twice and her liver and she has beaten the odds and lived...long enough to become a great grandmother. Not bad for someone with a prognosis of two to four months at the age of 69. She will be 79 this October. I write of her again in this space because the battle has been renewed. Her cancer is on the march, causing renal failure, fluid on the lungs and horrible pain as her lymph nodes swell with disease and throb in agony. She has had emergency kidney surgery to place stints to help her kidney function. She has had her lungs drained and has an oxygen tank to help her breath as her lungs heal. Her treatments began again. They require almost 7 hours to apply. The trip to the clinic is one hour each way, traffic and weather permitting. I write of these events as summer wanes because fall has always been my mother’ season. I write of these things because my sister, with whom my mother lives, bears the responsibility of caring for her. My sister cared for my father through 20 years of heart disease and two broken hips. She did that while caring for my mother during the early years of her disease and healing from her own heart attack. I write of these things here because I am 10 hours from home and unable to be of much help. I write of these things to bear witness to my sister’s unconditional love and care of our parents and her unwavering faith that it is her honor to do so. I write of these things because I am learning to steward by being in prayer and holding space, things not easy for a person of action who is accustomed to fixing things, to doing something. I write because this summer feels like the end of something larger than a season. No one is immune to the fact that my mother is a decade older, that her body has endured massive stress from her disease and from the therapies applied to extend her life. No one
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