Sometimes I wonder why I still call South Dakota "home." It has been over ten years since I've lived there. Maybe it is because our families still live there. Or maybe it simply is because it feels like home.
It is hard not to love some place that can create skies like these.
These were all taken during the same time frame, the first two facing North and the last one facing South. Nothing I've ever seen can compare to a prairie sunset. When I was a kid I tried to draw a sunset. There were never enough crayons in the box to faithfully represent the sky. It does make me wonder how big God's crayon box is.