Nikon Z 8, 50mm, ISO 100, f/4.5, 1/500 sec. Alma, KS.
sleepy town, sleepy atmosphere. beautiful light, friendly people. old neighborhoods, older buildings. ranchers and business people. big suvs, bigger work trucks. friendly waves, friendly smiles. and a never ending landscape.
Nikon Z8, 85mm, ISO 64, f/1.2, 1/2000 sed.
knee deep in weeds and tall grasses and black eyed susans and big blue skies and white puffy clouds and insects buzzing and butterflies bouncing from wildflower to wildflower and all this has been going on since the world began. what a wonderful thought.
We drove up to Alma, Kansas this weekend for a gravel bike race, stopping in Lawrence, KS. for lunch and a quick tour of where I grew up. We stopped by my old house, the new owners painting it yellow and adding a front porch and a bay window. For some reason, the house looks smaller than when I remembered it when I was little. Back then it looked SO big and had SO many trees in the front yard. It’s still very shady, just a bit shrunken looking. Lawrence itself has grown, almost reaching the outskirts of Topeka, the state capital.
But it was being back in the Flint Hills where I felt most at home. Meadowlarks were singing their hearts out, big puffy white clouds danced across the sky, Black Eyed Susans and thistles and a myriad of other wildflowers were everywhere you looked and you could look forever, the prairie never ever ending.
David and I took a walkabout after dinner Friday night when we reached Alma and I took nearly 400 pictures of the little town. I’ll get to editing those later this week and will add those to my Small Town America collection as soon as I finish. As for this little “100 Days of Summer” project I hope to get back on track soon, but until I do, I will be posting some daily photos from this latest Kansas trip. Also, I’m so far off the rails I’m not even quite sure what day I’m on anymore!
