It was a beautiful day for enjoying the prairie on the Flint Hills of Kansas!
Wishing you a lovely day!
Tag Archives: Grasses
First Snow of the Season
Here are a few photos that I took in our front garden earlier today during our first snowfall of the season. I was glad that the snow did not amount to much, but it was fun to get out and get a few pictures before the colors in the garden had entirely faded. But, brrrr …. it was cold.
Have a great weekend! Stay warm!
Autumn Grasses
Black-flowering Moudry Grass in the garden today …
I hope that you, too, are having a lovely day!
An April Morning on the Konza Prairie
Prairie pictures from this morning …
Have a lovely day!
Early Autumn on Konza Prairie
I was out on the Konza Prairie the other afternoon and it was just about the prettiest that I have seen it. Â The grasses are starting to put on their autumn colors – subtle shades of golds, oranges, reds and purple – before they turn brown for the winter. It is delightful to walk on the trails and hear little besides the wind blowing through the grasses, the songbirds and crickets, and the crunch of one’s own footsteps. In some places, the grasses are tall enough that I could extend my arms almost straight out from my sides and touch them with my fingertips as I passed by.
Welcome Autumn
A few pictures from the garden this morning … chrysanthemums, alyssum, and black-flowering moudry grass.
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Weekly Photo Challenge: Change of Seasons
Late Autumn – Early Winter on the Konza Prairie
For this week’s photography challenge, I headed out to the Konza Prairie after breakfast. I was captivated by this one ashen white tree. Notice also the moss colored tree just in front and to the right of it. Upon close inspection, there really were so many subtle colors to be seen.
The evergreens covered with berries reminded me of Christmas.
It was a heavy sky, but  just a little too warm to snow. All that fell were a few sprinkles of cold rain.
Quite a few trees were covered with moss. It made them look bundled up for the cold.
This pair of trees seemed ready for winter to be over and it has hardly begun.
What a pleasant surprise every now and then to run into some brightly-colored berries.
But then I would look at the woods, so ominous-looking, and I was happy to head home for a cup of hot tea.
A Taste of Morning 