Amber Waves of Grain

Kansas: people around here regard Kansas as the big piece of boring you have to drive through to get to Colorado. I’ve discovered that couldn’t be further form the truth. Kansas is wide, open and still relatively wild…if you know where to look. Or I rather HOW to look.

“Kansas…both the desert and the jewel of the West…born of the prairie…with the throbbing of Indian chants for a lullaby…Kansas…once the home of countless herds of buffalo..the stamping ground of Custer…Wild Bill Hicock…Buffalo Bill Cody…Kansas…the land of dreams where once again phantom wagon trains lumber slowly over the prairies to the echo of buffalo guns…Kansas…land of sunflowers…at the crossroads of the nation…the land of people who made it Kansas.”
W.G. Clugston, 1943