Wichita - while no further away than Tulsa or Oklahoma City - remained elusive to the Randolf crew (a political demarcation held fast the mental perspective of relative metropolitan proximity) until this weekend. And just like any other city - in lieu of better, local guidance - my choice destinations were: a botanical garden, an art museum, and the local coffee shop.
The Wichita Botanica gave all the satisfaction I've come to expect from a mid-west municipal garden. A rather delightful jaunt in just-tolerable heat and humidity.
A small sector of tranquil, fragrant lavender shared a separate perspective of the weather. The peaceful aroma gave hint to an unparalleled content with Kansas' hot, wet air.
The red-spotted purple butterfly (Limenitis arthemis) beared no issue with her enclosurement amongst a small field of rich nectared flowers of modest color and bloom - perfectly suited to enrapture the insects from chrysalis to wing'd form.
Less modest and in full bloom, day lilies were plentiful elsewhere in the gardens.
Fixated with nurturing life in a relegated and postponed maternal affection this indefatigable and relentless displaced emotional outpour was focused intently towards the recent progeny of transient geese in a local riverside park.
A small sector of tranquil, fragrant lavender shared a separate perspective of the weather. The peaceful aroma gave hint to an unparalleled content with Kansas' hot, wet air. 
The red-spotted purple butterfly (Limenitis arthemis) beared no issue with her enclosurement amongst a small field of rich nectared flowers of modest color and bloom - perfectly suited to enrapture the insects from chrysalis to wing'd form.
Less modest and in full bloom, day lilies were plentiful elsewhere in the gardens.
Fixated with nurturing life in a relegated and postponed maternal affection this indefatigable and relentless displaced emotional outpour was focused intently towards the recent progeny of transient geese in a local riverside park.