Our Love of Kansas
On our first trip to Kansas, Barb asked me where is everything? After spending her first 21 years in the West where every horizon has a mountain or "scenery", Kansas didn't have the allure of the West. I had been gone for over a year from Kansas and I had forgotten what it was I loved about Kansas. Looking at the pictures Barb takes of Kansas today, I see that she has adopted the love of the sky and the fall sunflowers as much as I love them. Add to that, the trees of North East Kansas with some small rolling hills and our scenery has captured her heart.
When all the sky above is jest ez blue as blue can be,
An' the prairie air a wavin' like a yaller drifting sea,
Oh it's there my soul goes sailin' an' my heart is on the boom
In the golden fields of Kansas when the
SUN FLOWERS BLOOM