Wednesday, December 05, 2007
all we are is dust in the wind
Corny, I know. But it's what comes to mind
when I think of Kansas. It's funny, but when I
was driving through, I never thought of that
song once. Or Carry On My Wayward Song, the
only two Kansas songs I know. The second
picture is from a town named Lindsborg, KS.
We stopped as we were passing through, our only
stop in the state. It's nicknamed "Little Sweden"
and we were a day early for their annual festival.
We had some Ligonberry squares and some other
pastry, watched the high school kids practice
going around the maypole, and looked at all the
small painted plaster horse sculptures that are
their symbol. It was nice. That was almost two
months ago. I can't wait to go on another road