Six years ago today found us in our second day of a long-treasured road trip that took us from our then home in Omaha, Nebraska to the coast of California and back. I am planning to follow my archive of photos from that trip and bring you a few of my favorite memories. To start this up, we were driving through Kansas and made a side trip to a geological formation called Monument Rocks, which was very interesting to be sure, but 
I remember best this rutted access road to the monument through the prairie, with the old double cottonwood in glorious autumn display and the old windmill in the distance.
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krikitarts 
Wonderful!
Thanks, Cindy!
What a beautiful road ruts and all. That double cottonwood is lit beautifully and worthy of a memory. Looking forward to more of the trip. I like the inclusion of the windmill too.
The rutted path helped to make it a memorable side trip, and I’ve had a special fondness for cottonwoods for a long time. And, yes, I am also looking forward to bringing you more.
So you’re saying that Monument Rocks rocks; we hope we’ll see a picture of that, too.
I’ll be happy to do that, Steve.
I like it a lot, Gary…the slowing rising hills, the old road through the grass, the fence-line, a windmill, and the beautiful cottonwoods…so very nice.
Thanks a lot, Scott. I took note of it on the way in, but it looked way better on the way back.
Wonderful composition!
It was a treat to find it at this time of day and in that condition, just waiting for me.
Beautiful landscape, my friend. :)
I’m glad you agree. It was good to be back in that area again.
The cottonwood is glorious – and I love the iconic windmill. I can imagine walking amidst those grasses in the foreground – hearing the soft rustling sound and running my hands through them.
I spent the better part of a year in Manhattan, Kansas after I graduated in Berlin and came to love the big sky and the legendary wide, open spaces. Your imaginary walk clearly brought an image to me–Kicking Bird walking slowly through the golden grasses outside John Dunbar’s post.
In showing my ignorance here, I’m afraid I had look up Kicking Bird and John Dunbar. Have never seen that movie; may just have to seek it out now.
Oh, my. It’s one of my all-time favorite movies, and I can’t recommend it highly enough. Please let me know what you think when you do get the chance.
Will do!
This is just wonderful. Monument Rocks is one of my favorite places in the world; it was one of the places I visited on my 70th birthday trip through the midwest. Some of my photos and my writing about are here.
Wow, you really did a thorough job with that, Linda, it’s a wonderful post. I am grateful that I had the chance to live in Kansas and get to know it so well.