A summer walk by the lake in Lawrence = sunflowers, grasses, and lots of birdsong.
While walking, I spied for the first time, a white wooly worm. Someone said that means we'll have blizzards this winter?
There is a great bench at the end of this walk. Perfect for letting all the the rambling thoughts I have had while walking coalesce into something. Or not. I don't know about you, but I have a LOT of ideas while I am walking. Some are better than others. All warrant exploration.