We’re staying at Wakonda State Park, Missouri. It’s a well constructed and appointed park with level concrete slabs, and water, sewer and 50 amp electric at our site.
The park was made from abandoned stone and gravel pits and has six somewhat geometric lakes from the flooded quarries.
The landscape is flat with none of the exotic features we’ve seen in our travels.
But as Matey and I walked on the trail around Jasper Lake this morning I was continually struck by the beauty everywhere.
From broad vistas…
and brilliant colors,
to tiny flowers,
beauty surrounded us.
Even the weeds…
and grasses glowed in the morning sun.
The more I travel the more grateful I feel. And I feel compelled to share the beauty of this world, even the beauty of poison ivy!
In confirming that this was abandoned gravel pits I found that the name Wakonda comes from Osage and Missouri words meaning something consecrated, referring to the spiritual. They got that right.
On the Roam Again 
I couldn’t agree more.
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Also, Thank you for sharing all this beauty with us! I feel like I have been on this trip with you and Bud and have looked forward to every post.
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You’re welcome! I think writing the blog has increased my appreciation of all these places.
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Beautiful pics Jill. Can’t believe Buds not fishing in all these pristine spots. You might want to see Killers of the Flower Moon. Not a feel good movie but consonant with Osage history.
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I read the book, but seeing the movie review I am interested in seeing it. NY Times said they added soul to the book.
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Thank you for sharing the beauty around you! I really like the clouds that are in the first pic and the one labeled “broad vistas”! I don’t know the proper name for them – I call them cobblestone clouds.
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I like your name.
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Beautiful pictures! Thank you. I love tagging along on your travels. Always fun to see where you are.
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