I am a prairie girl through and through. I get distracted driving in the country, mesmerized by field and sky. Cloud formations are spectacular. Yellow and purple crops dazzle the eye. As much as I love the mountains and sea, this is truly home to me.

As I listened to my father recently speak of his farm boy memories, I could hear his love for working the land underneath the hardships incurred. I must have inherited at the very least, the longing for land and sky so vast that one’s heart can hardly contain all the emotions the sight evokes. This is the time of year when road trips are welcomed. The fifty shades of green are accented with varioius colours. Birds of various feathers flit by. Storms seem foreboding on the horizon. Clouds are the source of a white ink blot test. Rivers sparkle.  Occasionally, one can spot wildlife. This is the prairie, a place of exceptional beauty and peace. The wide expansive nature calls my heart to embrace all of it, every aspect of life here.

Where in the world calls your spirit to a place of deep wonderment?

Peace,

Suzanne