Friday, August 28, 2009

The Field Report




Awhile back, I heard one of the Knitterati say, in a radio interview, that she felt "sorry for those living in the Midwest, with all that boring flat."

I thought to myself, Honey, if you can't see the beauty here, you don't deserve to.






































Posted by at
Labels:

6 comments:

DrLeonesse said...

I think that attitude about boring flatness comes from people who pass through. To appreciate one must stop long enough to observe.

August 28, 2009 at 8:10 AM
Kathy said...

The Midwest is beautiful. And my husband just finished bicycling across Kansas. Even Kansas is not flat! Here is Michigan we have remarkable wild plants, the Great Lakes, zillions of other lakes, and so many beautiful examples of nature. I agree with you, Kathleen!

August 28, 2009 at 8:26 AM
Mariah said...

Your photos this morning made me very home sick for South Dakota. I only live across The Big Sioux River in Iowa, but Iowa is much different that South Dakota -- especially for a girl who grew up in God's Country.

August 28, 2009 at 9:38 AM
Gramma Phyllis said...

I may be living in upstate NY now, but my heart will always belong to South Dakota, the land of my family. Oh the beautiful sunrise and sunset over the fields of winter wheat, corn and buffalo grass. I miss the wide open horizons. As a Child it always seemed as if I could run forever. (Of course I was actually running to the small seasonal creek on my uncle's farm hoping that there would be enough water to go wading.)

August 28, 2009 at 9:11 PM
Knittin' Diva said...

Here, here! We just took our vacation out to South Dakota, driving from the East Coast in an RV, and although there were parts (mostly in Iowa) that were boring (c'mon....all those corn and soy bean fields), there was almost something calming, quite serene about it. I fell in love with South Dakota, and would give my right arm to move to South Dakota. Nothing boring about it!

August 30, 2009 at 4:46 AM
Anonymous said...

Those pictures are a feast for the eyes... I must be homesick, too. My favorite color is from a Dakota winter- when you look in the distance and everything -land and sky- is white and gray except that stand of trees by the creek cleeeear over there. It is grayish brown with a hint of purple in it. That's my favorite color. -PickleSoup from Ravelry

August 30, 2009 at 8:53 PM

Post a Comment

Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom)