No Room at the Inn

No room at the inn.Downtown Mason 5 o'clock on Friday

That’s because there isn’t one.

An inn.

A small hotel.

Or large motel.

A good place to stay.

Not here.

Not yet.

So many want one.

So many visitors ask.

And then they go to other towns for lodging.

And take their money with them.

Groups of people long to spend time here.

But there’s no room.

Or rooms.

Sure, there’s B&Bs.

And aren’t we glad!

But families and friends want to stay together.

In the same place.

Not just in the same town or county.

Not everyone gets to live here.

But lots of people love it here.

And they want to spend time here together.

Hold family reunions.

Weddings.

Receptions.

Birthdays.

Anniversary parties.

Celebrations of all kinds.

Groups of people.

Just imagine who we could welcome.

Cyclists.

Birdwatchers.

Kayakers.

Wine-tasters.

Star-gazers.

Landscape painters.

Writers.

Photographers.

Musicians.

Rock hounds.

So many groups other than hunters.

Maybe car clubs

Must be a lot of those.

Rally through the Hill Country and stay overnight.

Right here.

Just think.

They could enjoy the square.

Eat.

Shop.

Stroll around.

And explore every other nook and cranny of town.

Maybe head to the river.

Or down a country road.

Have a glass of wine at Sandstone Cellars Winery after an enjoyable day.

Then turn in at the inn.

The inn that has yet to be built.

That’s what we’re waiting for.

That’s Mason.

Renee Walker is a poet, writer, and real estate broker on the Square with her canine assistant, Buster.

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