As we head out across the Great Plains, there is not a more appropriate song. Imagine what the first wave of explorers after Lewis and Clark must have experienced seeing the unending waves of grain and rolling hills. It’s sad to think bison are no longer home on the range, but the beauty still remains.
“I never thought they’d ever doubt my words
I guess they were just too tired to care
I’d point to the horizon
to the dust of the herds
still hovering in the air
somebody said it aint any such
man you wish so hard you’re scaring me
and those are combines kicking up that dust
but I guess you can see what you want to see
you can keep on chasing what used to be there
top that rise and face the pain.”
Have a great week!