Ole Buttermilk Sky
I was driving across Kansas on my way to Wichita. I chose the secondary routes, state highways, and county roads, eschewing the monotony of the interstates. We often hear what a grind it is to drive across Kansas and I can tell you, it doesn’t have to be so. I’ve seen herds of elk and gorgeous farm land. There are expansive fields of sunflowers and 'prairie skyscrapers' in the form of magnificent, ivory colored grain elevators. There are several varieties of hawks and vultures. I saw meadowlarks and red-winged blackbirds. There are ducks and geese.
Here, I found tall prairie grasses, and gravel roads among the flint hills all graced with that ole buttermilk sky.