Water in the Wichitas

It's been awhile since I posted, mostly because it's been awhile since I've done anything post-worthy.  A life is a terrible thing to waste. 



But I've finally amassed enough pictures to convince you that I don't sit around all day every day pinteresting.  Only on some days.



I went to the Wichita Mountains Wildlife Refuge for a hike when it was still cool enough for a jacket.  Does this jacket make me look fluffy?

The name of the refuge is a misnomer.  There are wildlife.  It's a refuge.  But mountains... mountains are not something Oklahoma really has.  It's a dream, a wish, an outright lie.

But enough whining down the plains..

There were the usual residents who would prefer you keep you distance.  I would prefer I keep my distance too!

There was some great color showing here and there...

and something you DON'T usually see- water!!!

It was a great 8 mile hike up to Charon Gardens and back.  It was also a great excuse to trot out my  little Osprey daypack I got at the Backwoods Ladies Night.  It just happens to match my BIG Osprey backpack.  This is purely coincidental, I swear, but it makes me very happy and in my world happiness does not need a reason.

On the drive home we kept seeing yellow- which is not at all like seeing red.  I couldn't figure out why anyone would grow fields of ragweed!

Come to find out, it's canola-the hot new trendy crop of choice of dusty, red-soiled drought areas.  Who woulda thought?  Made me feel better to find out it wasn't ragweed.  My sneezing stopped instantly...



Happy Trails, and may your adventures be as wet/wild/wooly/wonderful/weird as you hoped for!