remembering Branson
Lately I’ve been remembering the trip that I took to Branson, Missouri when I used to work in Kansas City. It was a wonderful drive out through the Ozark mountains and the time I was there was cool, misty and rainy. Simply the perfect hill weather! My nostalgic vein of thought made me look up Branson tickets online and see if things had changed there and what the popular spots and shows were now. I specifically remember going to one show that had rain as part of it and I was mesmerized with the sight of rain falling so perfectly at the edge of the stage and draining into a special trough. It was the perfect show for the town I thought.