Black Kettle National Grasslands, Cheyenne, Oklahoma
Time to move on. We’ve been here for two weeks. It’s been nice.
A bit of swimming (more like a dip) in the lake.
Nice trails to walk.
Lots of pretty flowers to see.
We will return someday if we are ever in these parts again.
Let’s not forget Turtle Pond.
The kids left at two yesterday. I went around and collected what was left behind. I barely half filled a plastic shopping bag. Not too bad considering the number of kids. There were three mom’s along too.
Sorry about my dismal outlook on the future. I have hope too, hope that I am proven wrong.
I love that you leave every place just a little better than you found it. People like you give me hope for the future too!
Those tornadoes are quite a numerous this year. I am glad for all the technology that allows you to keep a close eye on things.
PS: Beans says, "Drive Dad, DRIVE. Happiness is a one eyed chihuahua in the rear view mirror!"
My friend also always anticipates the worst outcomes...it'll rain because we want to have a picnic...etc. She says she does this so she can be happily surprised when it doesn't come out to her expectations. I tend to avoid expectations at all, but would say I still have my Pollyanna attitude in my bones.
I think of the word wanderlust when I read, 'time to move on'. Evidently some well known folks understood this too.
"For my part," writes Robert Louis Stevenson in Travels with a Donkey, "I travel not to go anywhere, but to go. I travel for travel's sake. The great affair is to move."
Beans wants her Chin Rub.
Wow...wow...those stairs are amazing.
The future? I think I must have missed a post. Need to scroll....
Look forward to seeing where you and Beans end up next. I am so enjoying reading about your adventures! :)
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