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I Love Logan County and Here Are The Reasons Why

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My drive from the Oklahoma State (OSU) v. Baylor game this afternoon to Guthrie provided the best hour of my week.  You KNOW that’s saying a great deal since I’m such a huge OSU fan – and we beat the pants off Baylor today.  Mick and I had driven to the game separately because I had an early appointment this morning, and then I left after the third quarter because I tend to get antsy when I sit still for a very long period of time.  He stayed ’till the glorious end of that fine, fine game.

Don’t doubt my team loyalties, though…I DID listen to the game on the radio through the very last play.

I was on a mission.  Pick up a bucket of chlorine treatment tablets for our aerobic septic system. We have to buy one about every eighteen months.  No one carries the product within a 50 square mile area of our house except the Ace Hardware in Guthrie.  I would not fail; I would accomplish my goal and meet my hubby back at home.

But then I got sidetracked.  I saw another hay truck and it was broken down on the side of the interstate.  I had to go take pictures!  The driver and his daughter were from Apache and she had brought tools to the site so he could make repairs.  I just wanted to get close to the load on that truck and smell the hay!  They good-naturedly agreed.  So, stop one in Logan county…broken down hay truck.  I REALLY wish I could provide you with the scent of that beautiful cut hay aroma filling my lungs while I snapped away.

Mmmmm. Can you smell the hay?
Well, here. Stick your face in it. Maybe that will help. Breathe deep!

I thanked the driver and his daughter, turned around, and saw some cows in a pen I thought might need their family portraits taken.  So I provided that service, free of charge.

It was dusty in the pen! I told them to look at the camera and smile. But, you know how it goes...always a trouble-maker in the bunch.
I tried to work with this family, but Dad kept trying to get Junior to stand up straight. Junior didn't want to cooperate. The girls on the right had just fixed their hair and weren't about to mess it up by moving around.
I was just about to leave when this poor dear ran up to me and asked for a Kleenex. I fixed her right up, and then went on my way.

I headed down the highway, got off on Highway 33, and drove into Guthrie.  Before reaching the hardware store, I stopped to walk around a bit.  I noticed two things on my stroll.  1) There are lots of American flags hanging from the homes and businesses there; and, 2) if it weren’t for the cars, the calendar could easily have been somewhere between November, 1880 and 1950.

Five flags between the three houses.
I love their brick streets!
If we're pretending, I get the top corner bedroom with the three windows!
J.M. Williams would like for you to come to "The Willows" Gallery of Fine Fits and Home Decor and buy some teapots. I like their quilts!
Guthrie, Oklahoma - a place where the barber pole still beacons you for a haircut.
I like muscle cars. This one has a challenge to the highway patrol on his bumper.

Next stop, Ace Hardware (OHC Supply).  I appreciate this place for all the reasons you’re getting ready to see.  I love the Tractor Supply Store in Edmond, but I think I love this place almost as much.

They flew the American AND the Oklahoma flag. Bonus points!
Ace ALSO has taxidermical interior design, with gaslight accents...and they're a little less dusty than the ones at Meers. (See my post for "And THAT's the News in Red Dirt Country" for an explanation re: this caption).
Every narrow aisle is stacked from the hardwood floor to just below the ceiling with inventory. It's kind of like being in your grandparent's attic.
Bingo, mission accomplished! The chlorine tablets are in stock and I'm taking one home to my hubby!
This is Alex. Not only was he kind enough to pose for a photo, but he assured me that the chlorine tablets were going to stay at a reasonable price until I needed them next time. This shot also made me realize that it may not have been dust at the cow pen, but a fingerprint on my lens...oh no!
Do you know why I embrace the fact that Ace carries Dickies brand outer and work wear? No, it's not because the clothing is good...although it may be. (See next photo).
It's because Dickies has hunky models for their Ace Hardware ads! Sigh.

Okay, time to leave the store.  On my way out I cleaned off my lens because I thought there might be a few shots left of something I’d like to share with you from my journey through Logan County.  There was.

Rather than beavers, eagles, bears or other wildlife, artists in Guthrie carve high school football players from their dead trees. It takes skill to carve that football with a chainsaw and not cut it off!
It's pansy time, and the window boxes in Guthrie were full of them!
I drove by this hot rod and it yelled at me. I heard it. It said, "Ditch the RX300 and take me on your ride around Logan County instead...I know where I'm going!" I couldn't look it in the eye or I would have caved. Sorry, hot rod. I had to get home.

On my way home I took Waterloo Road (the county line between Oklahoma and Logan counties) on a back-road route because I really needed some farm raised eggs.  We were down to one, and if I eat one more runny store-purchased egg I’m going to throw a fit.   Unfortunately, the egg sign was down.  That’s country talk for, “None right now.  Check with me later.”  So, I drove the last few miles home.

But then I stopped again.  I saw Ferdinand sitting under his cork tree.  Okay, it wasn’t Ferdinand the Spanish Bull from the well-known children’s book, he didn’t have long horns and it wasn’t a cork tree.  But it was a black Angus and he was looking pretty majestic under his beautiful tree this afternoon.

Add horns, pretend it's a cork tree, and cue the Spanish Bull Fighter music. Ole'!
I had to tiptoe over a cattle guard to take this shot. Not to be outdone by a chainsaw artist, these ranchers created their own art by hanging cobalt, white and mauve bottles from their dead tree. Reminds me of Sante Fe, NM for some reason.

Well, you’ve seen about 25 of the 100+ shots I took…all reasons why I love Logan County.  I hope next time you’ll see a photo of me buying fresh eggs and celebrating because the chlorine tablets are no longer $56.00 per bucket.  Either way, I also hope you enjoy your own drive through this area sometime.  And if you do, please send us a photo and tell us about the treasures you found.

Take care…RDK