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Donna's Journal
Bartlesville Book signing trip

We were in a hurry to get to the Hastings store in Bartlesville so I just shot this
through a rain sprinkled windshield. This is going through the main part of town on
the Frank Phillips Boulevard.

Another shot while going through the main part of town

The building in the middle of the photograph is the Frank Loyd Wright building and this tells about

Inside the store with my table for the book singing all set up.  I was feeling very old lady-ish
that day and tired from activities from two days before.  One of the workers took this photograph,
I was so impressed with these young people who were working in the store. The manager, Justin,
told he was going to a family reunion that afternoon with the Stierwalt and Wheat families.
 This gives me hope that there is an upcoming generation who is interested in family.

The camera does  weird things with picture taking. That isn't a cross but simply a slash of light.
Going across that white roof makes it look like a cross. Also one of those orbs, and this one a lavender
color.  This building is just spectacular in its beauty. This building is the Community Center for the Arts.

This is a shot showing the ramp going into the building. The large planters have sweet potato
vines growing in them.  These are bright chartreuse green but there were other pots with the dark
purples leaves of another variety. Against the earth color of the finish on the building made this
particularly eye catching.

This statue of two lovers embracing over a fountain is at the front of the Community
Center for the Arts.

A closer shot of the statue

Another shot of the building but this shows the interesting design of the roof.  From the size
of the door you can see how massive the building really is.

This is a closer, better shot of the Frank Lloyd Wright building.  We were in a hurry to get more
photographs so didn't attempt to go inside.  I'll include more photographs of Bartlesville, Oklahoma
another day.

Yet another shot of the Community Center for the Arts.  I was enthralled with this giant, unique structure.

Now we are out to the edge of the town where a meeting with horses is taking place. This Palomino is so gorgeous. The lithe, tiny girl on him was up on him in an instant and when he broke out to work I heard her say,   "HO!"  in a bit of a nervous voice but that was soon over as she so skillfully put him through these paces.

He was honey in motion. His upturned nose makes me believe he has Arabian blood.  The whole event here was over in seconds it seems but what a joyful memory.

This sign on the other side of the road caught my eye.

This is the interior of the shop where they make soap, but it was more than that. An aura of elegance comes through from the tastefully arranged products of soap, teas, and other household items that were displayed with care to show off their exquisite desirability. The owner showed me the vats where the soaps are made. He said they would be moving to a downtown location soon.

More on the inside of the shop "Red Dirt."  This is a display of teas.

This cedar log for a coat rack is beautiful and I'll bet costly if it is even for sale.  Also the black aprons
            nice with printed fabric across them.

These are the vats where the soap is made. The owner said his wife was doing so well with the business             he retired and is helping her full time now in this business.

This is the entry to the shop. They have a web page:  The Red Dirt Soap Company Family.

As we drove out of the cul de sac this mansion caught my eye.  High atop a hill and I can just hear the
            prairie winds tearing around it in winter.  It  was beautiful, though.

A low rambling ranch home is at a distance here. The background of hills behind it speaks of this
           country around Bartlesville, and it is timbered albeit Black Jack, a variety of oak, sometimes called scrub oak.

Another ranch but this one is up close to the road.

These photographs are at the end of a perfect day all except for one. We stopped at a small store that was there from 1910, according to the writing at the top of the store.  A woman who is the owner gave us an interesting story about how the store was moved three times.  It is now a cozy little space that obviously was an old timer's place where hunters come to gather around a warm stove while they have their coffee or pop to drink.  She had a few things to sell and I bought one of her warm afghans with her own crochet for a  very good price.

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