“What all men are really after is some form of peace.”
~Joseph Conrad, American Author
I have never really known, until just recently, how deeply I have fallen in love with Nebraska’s grasslands.
In this vast land there is peace of mind so plentiful you can take with unbridled abandon–and still there is more.
Somehow, there is always more.
In this land, I feel the future stirring.
Nebraska’s Grasslands, west of Crawford, NE
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