I have always loved nature. The wildlife especially. I love to look at images from around the world and feast my eyes on creatures I’ve never see. I love the diversity in this beautiful world.
I watched a series on Netflix that took place in Scotland. It wasn’t a nature series but a drama with comedy interlaced within. In one of the episodes there were cattle. Beautiful, hairy cattle that were vastly different from your typical American cattle. I learned they were Highland Cattle.
Always loving most anything Scottish, I had to google to see if by some chance a rancher in the state of Missouri was raising these fine specimens. I found some not very close by and even in some surrounding states. I mentally put it on my list of road trips in the future.
One day, a couple of weeks ago when the weather was warmer and no ice or snow in sight, my husband and I took off on a local country drive. We ended up on a highway that took us back toward our main highway. Nothing but farmland. It was brown and beautiful.
All of a sudden we saw some cattle lying in their pasture just chilling’ and enjoying the winter sun. I remember seeing their hairdo between some hefty horns and remarked that they were not your common beef seen in these here parts.
We turned around. Missouri is fond of no shoulders on these country roads and only ditches. Fortunately, there were no other vehicles on the road so we stopped. I expressed to my husband that they could possible be Highland Cattle from the bonnie banks of Scotland. I quickly shot some images from my husbands iPhone.
I couldn’t stop thinking about those cattle. I just love Highland Cattle and wanted to see them in person! It just makes me happy beyond words to feast my eyes on creation. Could they be? I asked a friend who happens to be a cattle person…..and he knew immediately that they were the ones I was looking for! As a matter of fact, he told me that his neighbor has a few Highland Cattle and I could come take pics of them.
Well, as soon as the cold weather that is now full of ice passes I will be out there!
Am I the only one who gets excited over things like this? The little things in life that come at the right moment. I call them gifts. Little gifts from above that make my heart glad. The simple gifts in life that let me know there is someone who knows me more than I know me. That someone who watches over me and cares enough to lead us down a country road so I can see cattle!
As I have posted before, The Burg is a small town in the mid-west. It happens to be the county seat. One of the treasures in this area are the other towns surrounding us. Some are in the same county and some are not. But most are only between eight and 30 miles away.
I went to Leeton, MO a week ago and went back the other day with my camera. Leeton is quite small with a population of a little over five hundred people. The buildings from down town are awesome, but sadly, vacant or used as housing, I think. I always feel sad when small town America is no more.
I’ll let the images talk. Please know that the last photos are something I do not understand totally or agree with. I’m sure (hopeful) that the resident is not totally aware of how this affects others. Especially when you read some history of the town and how the founder served in the Union Army for several years. Also, given the recent occurrences of racial tension in our nation (or should I say ongoing?) I can’t help but think this is a problem……
Enough of that. Enjoy the photos. I love this area of our country.
Yesterday my husband and I took off into the wilds of the mid-west. Well, took off on some country roads and drove east into the wilds of Missouri. Yes, you guessed it, farms. And yes, sky. It really is beautiful and peaceful. Some of you look into the vast oceans we look into the vast sky and rolling hills and the food that you all eat.
These pictures of the farmland were taken from the open window of our non-air conditioned jeep wrangler while going highway speed. And not from my iPhone! I used an actual camera! Dry mid-west breezes reaching temperatures into the low 90s. It was great.
We had a long needed get away that day. Our destination? The lovely town of Warrensburg, MO, home of University of Central Missouri – the Mules.
Home of the Whiteman Air Force Base. Home of Java Junction incredibly good coffee! Home of J & J – two friends of ours that met us in town and had a great time together!
Myself and Old Drum together on the courthouse corner.
Who says we don’t have fun in the Heartland? We had a great time. Came home feeling rested and hot and rested…..and hot.
It is so good to get away from the daily grind. Even if it’s just going to a nearby park and doing nothing. A change of scenery can clear your mind and give you a better perspective of your life. You begin to see things differently. Really. Try it.
Life is short so get out there and smell the roses or the corn and soy beans.