Notes from the road

Broken Arrow

We landed in Broken Arrow, Oklahoma, late Saturday afternoon.  All the weather forecasts called for Sunday to be a rainy day, so we made the drive from Amarillo to Broken Arrow in one day.  It was about six to seven hours in the truck, but completely uneventful.  We plugged in an audiobook, Into the Wild, by Jon Krakauer, and nearly finished it.  I think there's a couple of chapters left.

I've taken a lot of pictures of downtown Broken Arrow. The downtown area was christened the Rose District a few years ago, and its Main Street lives up to the name.  It is lined with roses.  Consort and I judge it to be the prettiest Main Street we've seen in our travels.  People were out brunching, walking dogs, jogging, quite a few just window shopping.

It looks as though the coronavirus killed a couple of new businesses on Main.  I hope that's not the case; I hope they're just remodeling.  SHOP LOCAL!!

Since there are so many pictures, and I haven't figured out a good way -- or any way, for that matter -- to line the pics up side by side, I've decided to spread them over a couple of days.  The weather was overcast this morning while consort and I were out walking the dogs and snapping photos.

The view from our front door

Parked at the BA PAC

This is our front yard.  Heading out on a morning walk.

There's usually a water fountain in this square that's lit at night.  It's currently closed to dissuade social gatherings.

Looking north on Main Street.  The roses!

Sculpture on Main Street, Binding Contract, by Bradford Williams

Franklin's on Main in Broken Arrow.  Toast, next door, serves great brunch.

Rocket Fizz.  No trip to Broken Arrow is complete without a stop, with grandsons, to this excellent candy shop.

Bad photo of the rooster sculpture by J. David Nunneley a local Broken Arrow artist.

Looking north on Main Street.