How can something dying be so glorious?
In October 2020, I went on an adventure to take picture of Fall. Since, I haven’t traveled outside the State in 2020 the pictures were taken at local parks. I have figured out why people love Fall so much, it is the colors. Green, Red, Oranges, and browns. The most difficult decision is: What pictures to include in the blog?
Here are a few pictures of my first outing since…. I can’t go many places, but I can go to the park if I stay off of the playground equipment. My first outing was a walk around L.E. Ray Park.
I liked how the sun was reflecting off of the grass.
The geese will leave you along, as long as you don’t go near their babies.
Okay, I know this post is a little late, but here are a few, interesting Christmas trees at the Stuhr Museum.
Here are a few pictures of Fall. Leaves are turning. Branches are becoming bare. There a cool, blistering breeze in the air. The kind that can blow you down and there is not enough clothing that you can put on the protect you from the cold wind.
The Gathering Place is a 100 acres park on the banks of the Arkansas River in Tulsa, Oklahoma. It’s a park that anyone, of any age, can find something to do. Every thing, except food and drinks, are free in the park.
It was to pretty today not to take pictures. Blue sky and wind blowing across the lake. This maybe the last warm beautiful day this year.
No, the Mississippi River is not smaller than it appears in the pictures. There are reasons it is called the mighty Mississippi. Just a few months ago, the water levels were above flood stage and walking on the leave was prohibited.
Sometimes, the sky is so pretty you have to take a picture, or six pictures.
Old Cowtown is located in Wichita, Kansas. They have relocated some of the old buildings that were built around Wichita to this museum. It is located next to the Arkansas River on Museum Boulevard. Across the street is the Botanical Gardens, which is worth a visit.
Settlers used to live in houses that were small, but it suited their needs.
They packed their wagons and move to Kansas. I think they were trying to get out of the over grown city in the East and the mosquitoes in the South.
Every town had a church. But, in the South every town seemed to have a Baptist Church, a Catholic Church, and a Methodist Church. Which were usually across the street from each other.
I made a friend while visiting Old Cowtown.
At noon, there was a fight on the street of the town. A couple was robbed. The wife took the husband gun and shot the robber. The wife went home, the robber was okay, and the husband went to the saloon.
Outside to town, there was a farm. They even had a lazy cow. She was eating laying down.