Monday we drove through north Texas to Wichita Falls and then into Oklahoma. We stopped at the Welcome Center to get some maps and brochures before we arrived at Lawton/Ft. Sill. For miles we had been admiring a blanket of yellow flowers that seemed to glow in the sun. So I took advantage of the stop to take some photos of a field behind the welcome center.
At first I thought I heard some kind of bird scolding me, the way killdeers often do. Then I realized the field was actually a prairie dog town, with dozens of the creatures sitting atop their burrows, calling back and forth. Later I saw a sign that said, "please don't feed the prairie dogs." It also noted that these rodents that were so prominent in tales of the West now occupy about 1% of their former habitat. Of course, ranchers are glad about that, but I'm glad spots like this remain.
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2 comments:
Prarie dogs are so cute.
The picture of the wild flowers was next to the picture of your quilt and I was struck by the similarity of the layered look in each picture. Hope you're having a wonderful time.
K
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