Vilex

I was outside on a gorgeous day. I understood that I was visiting my friend's home in Texas.

He had a few acres of land, with some small gardens dotted throughout. I took a particular interest in one plant, which I understood to be rice. Every plant grew a single long stalk, with a matrix of fluffy dots at the end. And now that I looked around, the fluff was everywhere; the ground was covered by at least a couple inches in places.

I looked up and really took in the scene. It was stunning. I was situated midway on a hill, green and lush. I thought about moving there.

Looking up at the sky now I saw what looked like an old minivan, with silly stubby wings. It was dangerously low to the ground, and seemed to be poorly controlled. Yet, somehow, it managed to snake between two tall trees and landed on a runway that I knew was behind my friend's home. I hurried over to see this strange craft.

Soon enough I was in my friend's house, and I met the elderly pilot. I asked him if he had truly snaked between those trees, or if I had simply imagined it, and he confirmed that he had. I was very impressed.

At this point I started feeling some pain in my legs, and I realize I had become quite sunburnt. I thought this odd, as I hadn't been outside very long. I went to go search for sunscreen, and noticed it was becoming unbearably muggy and hot.

This was more like how I remembered my time in Texas. Perhaps I wouldn't be moving there after all.