I've been very neglectful of the Konza Prairie in the past year. I walked her majestic trails every day during the summer of 2009, but since then I have barely glimpsed her rolling hills. Why the cold shoulder? Well, I could say life has gotten in the way, but to tell you the truth, I think I'm a little worried that nothing will ever match the summer she and I had together.
I know that may sound crazy, but I have this little thing about me, where nothing ever measures up to "the way it used to be".
I must promise myself that I'll make it out there more often because the Konza really does make me happy to the core. Here's why.....
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