Kansas is our own secret treasure #148
Today we traveled to Lincoln to see my grandpa and visit the graves of family members buried in the Lincoln area. One thing I love about traveling through Kansas is seeing all the fields…and this memorial day weekend it was evident that the wheat is definitely early this year. Although we didn’t see anyone actively harvesting, there were some fields that had already been worked and some that should definitely be worked soon. Unfortunately the wheat doesn’t look that great, but it sure looked pretty as the wind was going through the fields…and as much as this pains me to say…the “waving of the wheat” does look a little like waves on the ocean. I know this is because I’m a Kansas (State…) girl at heart, but Kansas has so much beauty that some people just can’t appreciate, but that I will always love. The other day I was at a party and overheard one of the other party-goers say that even though he didn’t grow up in Kansas he would never want to leave now. He referred to Kansas as one of the best kept secrets of the United States and he would like to keep it that way…a secret treasure those of us who live here get to experience every day.