Taking a drive
I took drive down through open range country yesterday. There is a huge ranch in the southeast corner of Hick County. When you get down there, you cross a cattle guard in the road, and from there on, the cattle are free roaming, no fences, sometimes congregating in the middle of the road. (I usually come home with cowshit on my truck, but it's a country girl's truck, so it doesn't mind...lol)
The land down there in full of big hills, beautiful green valleys, lots of deer, pheasants and quail. There are several natural ponds, and a small creek runs through the whole thing. It's land that has never been broken, it looks just the same today as it did when the Native Americans lived here, and when the pioneers first saw it. I like driving down through there to clear my head. Let go of things that, if I stay home, just keep churning around in my head.
I went past a small pond with a very large cottonwood tree beside it. It reminded me of the place I was at when my adopted dad set our campsite on fire.
We had gone to camp by some farm ponds that were owned by friends of the family in south central Kansas. I, as usual, was down by the pond in a tree, reading a book. My mom came running down over the hill telling me to get to the camper because dad had set the place on fire.
Seems dad started the grill to cook supper, and set the grass on fire. Fire departments from three towns showed up, digging trenches, bringing in tankers of water. Dad ended up burning about 120 acres that day.
Driving on a bit further, I spotted a mother deer with her twin babies. They were beautiful.
One of these days, I hope to get a camera, so I can take pictures and ya'll can see how beautiful it is down here.
Today is the third day of my vacation, and I am already bored. *sigh*
The land down there in full of big hills, beautiful green valleys, lots of deer, pheasants and quail. There are several natural ponds, and a small creek runs through the whole thing. It's land that has never been broken, it looks just the same today as it did when the Native Americans lived here, and when the pioneers first saw it. I like driving down through there to clear my head. Let go of things that, if I stay home, just keep churning around in my head.
I went past a small pond with a very large cottonwood tree beside it. It reminded me of the place I was at when my adopted dad set our campsite on fire.
We had gone to camp by some farm ponds that were owned by friends of the family in south central Kansas. I, as usual, was down by the pond in a tree, reading a book. My mom came running down over the hill telling me to get to the camper because dad had set the place on fire.
Seems dad started the grill to cook supper, and set the grass on fire. Fire departments from three towns showed up, digging trenches, bringing in tankers of water. Dad ended up burning about 120 acres that day.
Driving on a bit further, I spotted a mother deer with her twin babies. They were beautiful.
One of these days, I hope to get a camera, so I can take pictures and ya'll can see how beautiful it is down here.
Today is the third day of my vacation, and I am already bored. *sigh*
2 Comments:
Nicely done, Amethyst. Wish you had a camera.
Thank you.
I'll get a camera one of these days...
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