Nonetheless, this view of the Lawrence visitor's center and train depot brings to mind that technicolor land just a rainbow's stretch away from another Kansas town. (Granted this is mostly due to the green tint I applied to the otherwise desaturated spotlit scene.)
Being from Kansas - but spending a significant part of my youth in another state - I was on the receiving end of a lot of "guess you're not in Kansas anymore!" jokes.
There really was no comeback to these pointed interjections. I didn't feel that wowing each jokester with my embarrassingly deep knowledge of the Wizard of Oz would yield quite the "zing" I was looking for: "Actually, the correct line that Dorothy delivers upon her entrance to Oz is 'Toto, I've a feeling we're not in Kansas any more.'"
Then again, stating the obvious never seemed to do much in my defense, either: "No, I am not in Kansas, thanks for noticing."
In the end, I just learned to embrace my "inner Oz" and go along with the ribbing. It was all in good fun. Plus if it ever really tugged at my nerves, I could always imagine a wayward house falling on top of my assailant as he walked home later that day - oh, the irony!
Regarding today's picture, if you look closely at the night sky you will see a swoop of light that looks like it might be a hair in the camera lens.
In fact this is the light reflecting off one of the several bats that was circling above the visitor's center. It's hardly a flying monkey...but then again we're not in Oz any more.
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