Sorry for my silence lately.

Here are some ox-eye daisies blooming down at the pasture: 


We took another trip down to the Flint Hills over the weekend.

More daisies at the pasture: 


I have a jillion pics to share with you.

Here are some Cobaea Penstemon blooming at the pasture: 



And last weekend we visited a large rose garden in Topeka. I haven’t sorted through those pics either.

And the wheat is starting to turn golden.

And Harland has been cutting hay.

AHHHHHH!!!!   Too much going on!

Pics to come soon!



Cattle, corn, wheat, beans, mud, snow, ice, and drought. Plenty of fresh air and quiet. Our life is sometimes heartbreaking, sometimes joyous, but never boring.

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5 Responses

  1. Lorraine says:

    Love the daisy pictures. They were my mother’s favorites. What are the second flowers. Very pretty.

    • Suzanne says:

      Cobaea Penstemon, a native wildflower. And while the daisies look right at home, surprisingly, they aren’t native.

  2. Carol says:

    Suzanne, if the flowers are not native, do you know where they came from? Do you know the history of the land where they are growing?Always love a mystery!

    • Suzanne says:

      The daisy is a native of Europe and Asia. It came over with the immigrants, and escaped from their gardens.
      The land is our summer pasture. It’s been in Harland’s family for at least 3, if not 4, generations.

      • Carol says:

        How interesting, thank you Suzanne. I imagine the wagon trains could have spread seeds also. ; – )

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