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The rolling plains of Nebraska are like a meditation for me. As Roxanne and I drove to Seward, my heart was at peace. I love this softness, the birds and the seemingly endless rows of greens and yellows rise and fall like a prayer.
July 21, 2012 | Permalink
It's good to see that the corn crop is doing ok out there! I can certainly see why you have that sense of peace after seeing the pictures.
DC Cuz |
July 22, 2012 at 06:58 AM
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