This morning we woke up and felt the need to wander a bit. So, we got in the car and headed west for the Tallgrass Prairie National Preserve.
The park is in the Flint Hills--call it central, slightly-eastern Kansas--and is still largely the way it is because the soil is too shallow to till and turn into farm land. The grass was not as tall today as it apparently is in Autumn, but the green was lovely under the blue sky. We also enjoyed the wildflowers.
It's amazing how windy it gets out there...and just how kind of desolate it is...kind of like the ocean. It makes me wonder how the first pioneers--out there all alone without another human for miles and miles--didn't go crazy from loneliness.
More pictures here.