Off to my not-so-local Quilt Shop

That's my little car, way down there, and I'm off to the Quilt Shop, a different direction than one I blogged about some months ago. I climbed this hill to see if there was anything to see -- NOPE - nothing -- not even a tinge of green. I traipsed through a lot of dead tumble weeds and through soft sandy dirt, and there were a lot of little holes in that dirt. ??? Hope they were not snake holes.

I carried my camera well in view, because these folks out here are all so friendly and concerned, they would stop to see if I needed some kind of help, and I didn't want to worry anyone. How's that for kindness? I NEVER feel afraid living here.

And here's the view the other way (toward my destination). We have a LOT of 'sky' where I live.


Below is the view at the intersection where I turn to go towards my destination. I stopped the car, to take this photo. Look how far a person can see! Nothing to see but more hills, and dry, semi-arid land. The debris of wood and rocks in the forground appears to have once been a house, many, many years ago.

Yeppers (they say "Yeppers" a LOT here in Nebraska), there's (below) the road I take. You don't see any traffic do you? A whole lot MORE of nothing, but it is headed towards the Platte Valley, through which early pioneers traveled along the Oregon and Mormon Trail. There are still evidences of these trails here and there.

All this driving (60 miles each way) is for 4 FQs for my Ardis Wannabe project which is SOOOOO pitiful, I am not even going to show it. Disappointment with one's art-y project is also part of 'the journey' (unfortunately).

Wide Open Spaces

Saturday afternoon we took advantage of one of our last fall days and drove outside of town, about 15 miles, into the sandhills. In my profile, I've mentioned the beautiful spaces, and incredibly blue skies -- isn't this amazing? For a gal born in a major city, I consider myself extremely lucky to have been introduced to this part of our country. It is very dry this year, moreso than other years. In the second photo, you can see this County road snaking off into the distance. One of the views I enjoy are the wide vistas, and especially, the late afternoon shadows – there is very little to see other than space – a hawk maybe, an occasional rabbit, and once in a while a coyote, although they are very skittish during the day. There are usually herds of cattle dotting the hills. We drove almost 1 hour, and never came upon another vehicle.

This is not an unusual view - it is an ordinary view in this area. Does it help to keep my little troubles in perspective? You betcha!