I didn’t take many photos outside, but Kansas left its mark in other ways; in the quiet beauty, the warm people, and the feeling that, truly, there’s no place like home. In Kansas, you don’t need ruby slippers to know there’s no place like home.


I didn’t take many photos outside, but Kansas left its mark in other ways; in the quiet beauty, the warm people, and the feeling that, truly, there’s no place like home. In Kansas, you don’t need ruby slippers to know there’s no place like home.

