When we went for a walk in the Kishwauketoe nature preserve last week, it was hot, but beautiful. We walked through fields of native flowering plants like echinacea, asclepias, cup plant, and rudbeckia. There were lots of tiger and black swallowtail butterflies, grasshoppers, crickets, cicadas and mosquitoes to keep us amused and annoyed. We turned a corner on the trail and were met with the above scene that looked to me like a post apocalyptic landscape. In reality, it was the result of a microburst the night before.
The bark on the cottonwood trees was rough, and though they tried, the two littlest kids couldn't make it over the trunks. Patti and I crossed the small creek just to the right in this photo with the two pipsqueaks and scrambled up the opposite bank. The 5 older kids had a great time climbing over and under trunks that were off the ground by twice their height. It was better than a playground for sure.
Does it seem to you, gentle reader, that both summer and winter storms are becoming more destructive in the past year or so?
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