Blazing Stars Wildflower of the Prairies

Summer on the prairies is a continual feast of beauty. c.e.hollis July finds us half way through our summer season in Oklahoma. The prairies are roaring with life. Grasses are shoulder high and in them bees buzz and bumble from flower to flower. There are birds in the mix and butterflies everywhere. Wasps, cicadas, and... Continue Reading →

An Amish Buggy Ride

The Amish live and work here in Oklahoma and Arkansas quietly. They are peaceable folks and mind their business. They farm and often run dairies and creameries where cheeses are produced and butter is churned to sell.  Some run bakeries and their breads and pastries are sought out. This man in  his two-wheeled cart passes... Continue Reading →

Round Barn Arcadia Oklahoma

 The Round Barn was built in 1898 and is quite the sight to see along Route 66.  This is the upper level where loose hay was stored. Now it is a venue for weddings and dances. I loved it and danced and whirled around. It was one of the most wonderful rooms I have been... Continue Reading →

Blazing Stars—Prairie Jewels

Everywhere I find the signature, the autograph of God.Joseph ParkerBlazing StarsBy Elece Hollis Lavender spears waveIn August's super-heated wind,Calling butterfly and beeTo feast the summer's end.Lilac wands swayAbove the prairie grass,Where by day meadowlark singsAnd by night deer quiet pass.Amethyst scepter risesLifted to the wide Oklahoma skyStop here and see the wonder of meBefore you rush... Continue Reading →

Spring is a kiss from God

Spring is always so busy that with change that we often rush through and miss some of the best things–like flowers. In Oklahoma, Ox-eye daisies grow beside the road. Prairie parsley, like firework bursts of bright yellow dance and bow as you pass. Don't pass too fast. Stop and see. A moment in your headlong... Continue Reading →

Spring is a kiss from God

Spring is always so busy that with change that we often rush through and miss some of the best things–like flowers. In Oklahoma, Ox-eye daisies grow beside the road. Prairie parsley, like firework bursts of bright yellow dance and bow as you pass. Don't pass too fast. Stop and see. A moment in your headlong... Continue Reading →

Oil Lamp

We came through OklahomaOn vacation. I was a child. We ate at the Ruby Dee in Tecumseh.We visited Mama's relatives. Uncle Stony, Aunt BlancheIn a house with no electricity near Grand LakeWe ate supper by oil lamp lightI have loved oil lamps since.

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