Happy In Bag

Wednesday, June 09, 2010

Non-event Horizon










I recently crisscrossed my home state of Kansas. I was consistently awed by its subtle beauty. I'll always appreciate Colorado's mountains and California's beaches. There's something about the vastness of the plains, however, that feels like home.

4 Comments:

  • At 5:55 PM, Blogger m.v. said…

    I always think how people walked through this huge landmass with stuff,kids,etc. for months.hard to imagine

     
  • At 7:31 PM, Blogger Ruralgurl said…

    I feel the same way about my home state of Illinois. "Flat on the prairie, soil & stone, stretching forever, taking me home."

     
  • At 7:37 PM, Blogger Happy In Bag said…

    Not to mention insects, the weather and understandably hostile locals, M.V.

    I'm a bit resentful, however, that my ancestors quit the trail in Missouri and Kansas. If they'd pressed on to the coast and claimed some prime beachfront property, I could be living the life of Riley today.

    Still, it's nice to have a sense of place, isn't it, RG?

     
  • At 6:59 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    hard to imagine how tough it was for the pioneers. i make regular trips now to wichita and never get tired of the drive through the eastern part of the flint hills, especially in the late fall and winter when the grass has turned brown. i imagine herds of buffalo on the ridge, or plains indians. so, you're right happy, it is nice to have a sense of place. - mike t.

     

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