There's something nostalgic in the farm fields, the sky bigger than you. I love the way you feel so insignificant and so connected to miles and miles. I love getting in my car and looking so far ahead and just driving. There isn't much land compared to the sky and there isn't much sky compared to the light. The mood can change in an instant as the weather changes or the sun moves across the sky or a solitary cloud finds itself right in front of you. Something magical happens on the prairies. There's an essence of life there, a determination to always grow, and a continuous melody with changing keys. I guess the prairies inspire me to do all those things too.