Yesterday Ron M., Joe M., Jim M. and I took a road trip to Elk Falls, Kansas, known as the Outhouse Capital of the USA. What we saw there was a near ghost town, the falls for which the town was named, and a bunch of.... you guessed it.... outhouses. Voila!
Meanwhile, back home in Tulsa, I did some exploring during the week. Ever since I've lived here I've looked for flocks of sheep. Sheep have always been scarce here in "cattle country", but I miss them after having raise a flock ourselves back in the '70s. Well, lo and behold, on Thursday I found a pasture of grazing sheep less than a block from Route 66 in the city of Tulsa!!! How had I missed them before? You can see them for yourselves just south of 11th St. (Route 66) on 129th E. Avenue.
I also found this cut, just north of town. You'd never know you were in Tulsa! I was taken by surprise. It's no Hooker Cut, but it's pretty impressive!
This is a more typical scene in Tulsa. Brown roof after brown roof, as Tulsa builds and expands. There's no doubt that Tulsa and it's environs are up-and-coming, but in all the seas of brown shingle pointed roofs, I'm not sure how people find their way back to their own houses at night!