The Dakotas: Fear, Wild Horses, and The Best Place to Cut a Narrative

An equine scream, rife with fear and anger, shot through the air like lightning to wake Astrid from almost-sleep, set her heart and mind racing. It was a high-pitched, but throaty roar of what sounded like a very wild and nearby horse. **Just a little note for next time- this is the best, better place toContinue reading “The Dakotas: Fear, Wild Horses, and The Best Place to Cut a Narrative”

The Dakotas: Through Amber Waves to The Badlands

    Power lines … hills … cows … giant eagle nest … dead white tree … eagle … sunflowers … plains … Boyhood Home of Louis L’Amour … cell tower … bright gold wheat field … fields of round bails … soybean field … black cows … grain silos … piles of round balesContinue reading “The Dakotas: Through Amber Waves to The Badlands”