They had mowed paths through the native grasses, a small stream, and a hay-bale building where you could do nature activities (like play with bones and build dragon-fly floor puzzles).
It was beautiful in all it's prairie goodness.
We walked the paths even though it was cold and raining.
Every spring, they burn the hills and let the native grasses grow up. They grow up to 6-7 feet in one season. The tallest are the "large bluestem", which look red to me.
We found a woolly bear caterpillar. Not long after this picture, Matthias found great pleasure in stepping on it.
Lisel was so excited to find this. "Look Mom! A fairy! I found a fairy!".
Some of the native grasses had the most beautiful heads.
I warned the kids that we don't eat berries that aren't growing in our yard.
What neat pictures! Being a Southern girl, I have never been to the prairie. Thanks for sharing!
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