I’m still thinking about homesteading and long winters in dug outs. Maybe on nice day, after your chores were done, you might take a moment to gaze across the prairies. Would you feel small? Or would you give thanks being surrounded by so much beauty? Maybe a bit of both. In this photo, you can see one of our nearer neighbor’s farmsteads, but in 1900, you wouldn’t have seen that, at least not all of those buildings. It’s no wonder, come spring, that there were gatherings for neighbors all around. They had dances in the barn here and I know if it were me, I wouldn’t miss it no matter what! Now you’re lucky if you wave at your neighbor when your pick-ups meet driving down the road. I like to think that we’ll always have coffee on and some cookies I can pull out if ever anyone stops by just to chat. I like that.