Welcome to the Middle of Nowhere part 2

Earlier this week I took a photograph of the sunrise outside my balcony. Today I visited my hometown and took more pictures of the beautiful Iowa I know. Many outside Iowa think of my home as ugly, boring, and flat. I'll let you be the judge.

This first picture is the balcony view from my apartment in the daylight. I am sorry for the trees blocking the view.

The next photo was taken near by beautician's house overlooking a gravel road. Over the hills is the city of Indianola. I actually had a customer who did not know what a gravel road was. She must have lived her whole life inside the concrete jungle called a city.

Then I took shots of Otter Creek nearby and the countryside looking east from Amos corner, otherwise known as the junction of Highway 65. A man named Amos once lived on the corner and the name stuck with locals. Over these hills is my hometown.

Next is our grain elevator (grain storage) down the street from my parents' house. At night the star on top of the building is lit. Also down the street is our bandstand reconstructed when I was in high school. The originl bandstand was torn down when mud Main Street was paved to become a highway. Next is a look down Main Street. The brick building in front is the Public Library.

Finally, my childhood home and backyard. The larger tree in the pictures is a maple and no, my Dad does not tap it to make maple syrup. The smaller tree is a nut tree. My Dad had a great idea of planting 4 nut trees to obtain free nuts every year. Well, it takes 30 years for a nut tree to mature enough to produce nuts, 20 more years to go now. The bush in front is a bridal bouquet bush and yes, that is what the white flowers blooming in the spring are called.

In the 3 tree picture, the dark purple tree really does have purple leaves until they change colors and drop off. A nut tree is in the center. The clump of vegetation is my Mom's flower bed of peonies and daffodils that come up in the spring. The tree furtherest back is a chokecherry tree that is covered in pick and white flowers in the spring. I often call it our pink tree. I included my Mom's yellow mums on our patio that replaced the dark red rose bush my Mom killed.

The big white house is my parents' house and the red car in the driveway is my car. I tried to get a sunset picture, but there were not enough clouds to create that luscious orange, red, pink, yellow sky. This is the sunset view I saw in my childhood.

Hope you enjoyed the picture show. Post later. Bye!