Lake Medina and San Antonio

January 24, 2020

Lake Medina Campground near San Antonio, TX

About an hour’s drive northwest of San Antonio, is Lake Medina Campground. Our first campsite was in among the cedar trees. Big mistake! We didn’t know that December and January are the two worst months of the year for “cedar fever”, an allergic reaction many people have to the pollen that blows off the trees during that time of year. We moved to another campsite where there were less trees, but Ray still had terrible allergies from the pollen.

Our campsite among the cedar trees, Lake Medina, TX.

The lake itself is a blue shimmering gem among the rocky hills surrounding it, being situated in the Hill country of Texas.

Lake Medina

One day I took a walk near the shoreline and found an old rock chimney, all that remains of an old house.

Old Chimney

On the grounds are other old structures of bygone days—a two storied house and an old barn. The deer are so tame that they hardly move when you walk toward them. It is illegal to feed them, but I have a feeling that one reason they are so tame is that they have become accustomed to being hand fed by the campers. One buck loitered near our campsite and I got a good photo of him.

One afternoon, we decided to take a drive to San Antonio. Ray wanted to see the house where he spent his childhood days on Frost Street. They lived there when he was ages 3 to 4. When the family moved away, they rented the house out. They came back several times in between renters to fix it up and add some fresh paint. His last year spent there was when he was 12 years old. The house looks much smaller now, than in his memories. He remembered the big pecan tree in the back yard. It has a massive trunk now and it towers over the houses around it. They returned when he was 11, and his dad painted it turquoise blue with gloss black window trim and a coral orange front door. It became more sedate sometime after they sold it.

Ray’s childhood home on Frost Street

Ray’s childhood home with pecan tree in the back yard.

We stopped for lunch at a restaurant that was featured in Diners, Drive-Ins and Dives by Guy Fieri (Dewese’s Tip Top Cafe). The Roasted Pork Butt with Gravy was delicious, but I really wished we’d ordered a big plate of their homemade Onion Rings.

Our other major goal of the day was to visit the McNay Art Museum. We got confused about where the entrance was and so took a nice walk along the banks of the river. After we found the entrance, we realized we should come back another day when we had more time, which is what we did.

Walk by River in San Antonio

The McNay museum is housed in a 24 room Spanish Colonial Revival-style mansion of Marion Koogler McNay. She was an American painter and art teacher who inherited her father’s oil fortune. The museum is named after her. When she died, the house was bequeathed to the City of San Antonio to house the museum. Most of the art is from the 19^th and 20^th century European and American art by impressionists like Paul Cezanne, Pablo Picasso, Paul Gauguin, Henri Matisse, Georgia O’Keefe and Mary Cassatt. My favorite was “The Cup of Tea” by Mary Cassatt, along with many other paintings of Mary Cassatt’s women showing the every day life of women of that period.

Mary Cassatt’s “The Cup of Tea”

One of the paintings by Mary Cassatt was done in pastel on paper called “Head of Simone in a Large Plumed Hat, Looking Right”. I thought this painting would be of interest to my daughter Christy who loves to work in pastels.

One of my other favorite paintings was the Yellow and Blue Iris by Lowell Nesbitt. I thought it was by Georgia O’Keefe at first because it reminds me of her large paintings of flowers.

“Yellow and Blue Iris” by Lowell Nesbit

Also in the museum was a large painting by Claude Monet called “Nympheas” (Water Lilies)”. It was Monet’s dream to make paintings that fill a circular room. The paintings were of water lilies from his garden in Giverny, France. The painting we saw was one of the many preliminary studies for the paintings he painted on huge canvas panels that hang in a circular room at the Orangerie des Tuileries in Paris. Monet gave those paintings to the French nation.

As we wandered around the museum, we found ourselves outside in the beautiful interior garden with palm trees and fountains and koi ponds. One fish was monstrous!