This weekend we came to our cabin in Wimberley. It is my Walden. My place of solitude. No tv, no cable, no internet. Just quiet and beauty. That is until the troop of middle aged men hiked through our property from the B and B up the hill.  I tried not to hoot and holler but I did very calmly offer to call the police if they didn’t immediately high tail it back up the hill. In Texas we don’t take trespassing lightly, and certainly not in my walden pond. I spent the rest of the afternoon in bed.  The fence guy should be here any minute.