Some people travel the world to find something new, but sometimes the best discoveries are found in your own backyard. I’ve been living in the same apartment for a few years and never walked around to the back of the building until recently. Apparently, there’s a faery glen just outside my bedroom window I’ve not been aware of. Or maybe it’s a secret entrance to Hogwarts. One way or the other, there are some magically beautiful trees. Here are some photos:
Tag Archives: Nature
Lawrence, KS Photobook: Blossoms on Trees in Spring
It’s springtime in Lawrence, KS. I just can’t keep myself from taking photos of all the beautiful trees. Here are some photos I’ve taken recently:
Photos from Clinton Lake
Photos I took during a walk at Clinton Lake in February:
Photos of Lawrence, KS during the snowstorm (2.4.2014)
Lawrence, KS doesn’t generally get a foot of snow. Not all at once, anyway. So, when a heavy snowstorm hit on 2.4.2014, I couldn’t help trekking out in it and taking photos. Here are a few of my favorites from my walk down 9th St. to Mass. and back:
Kansas Photobook: Trees in Autumn
I love going for walks on the weekends, when I don’t have to be cooped up behind a desk all day. And, although this weekend was too cold to spend much time outside, I did have the opportunity to look over a number of photos I’ve taken over the last couple of months. I found myself particularly drawn to several shots of trees, which tell the story of the changing seasons. Here are some of my favorites.
From the Wetlands south of Lawrence, KS, October 25, 2013:
From Clinton Lake, November 1, 2013:
Just off of 9th St., Lawrence, KS, November 1, 2013:
In the country, south of Lawrence, KS, November 9, 2013:
Near Watkins Museum, 11th and Mass., Lawrence, KS, November 15, 2013:
In front of the Carnegie Building, 9th and Vermont, Lawrence, KS, November 15th, 2013:
Just outside my apartment, Lawrence, KS, November 22, 2013:
Beneath a Kansas Sky
Kansas has a beautiful sky. I’m sure I’ve known this for some time, but it’s easy to lose your appreciation of where you live if you’ve lived in the same place long enough. Everything starts to look the same, like watching the same reruns on TV everyday. You pass by the same buildings, see the same people doing the same things same as they always do, make the same small talk about the same old stuff that matters for some reason you’ve long forgotten, have the same beer at the same bar you always go to, and do the same things day to day same as usual, always waiting for the same Godot, until you just wonder what the point of it all is and wish you could move somewhere just for a change of scenery if nothing else. But then you look at the sky.
I don’t know how, but the sky makes everything look beautiful. It’s one of the things I’ll always love about Kansas.
