I do have to admit, I don't give this place enough credit. I complain about the flat fields. The horizon. The lack of curves and trees and mountains. I miss the mountains. I constantly overlook the beauty that is here, in this place. The green grass sea. The eternal presence of animals. The sky that seems to go forever. The barn- which has a beauty all its own, but also hides the skyline I look for. The distance . Just before dusk, in the farthest western sky, the mountains show themselves. In this moment, and hopefully many moments in the next two months, I see the beauty. Until next time, Angela Kelly