August 13
Last weekend I got the urge to visit Konza Prairie and do a little hiking. I needed to get out and needed the exercise. There is no better place than the wonderful hiking trails of Konza.
Last weekend I got the urge to visit Konza Prairie and do a little hiking. I needed to get out and needed the exercise. There is no better place than the wonderful hiking trails of Konza.
As if it was intentionally put in this spot for just such a sunrise.
There is much that can be learned when it comes to the grasslands of this world. Their vital importance in filtering the air that we breath. The wildlife that it sustains. The pleasure of just being surrounded by simple beautiful life. It truly moves me to the core of my being.
Moments of extreme joy are like flowers in a breeze swaying every which way in an attempt to capture every ray of sun.
Not all grasses were "just" waist high. I spent a few moments in amazement standing next to growth of Big Bluestem.
I decided over the weekend I would stick close to home, very close and found myself roaming the grounds of Shunga Park