



I have always liked reading journals and diaries, fiction and non-fiction books about the pioneers that came before us. And for some reason, when I get over into Illinois, I always think about them more. I think how excited they must have been to find all that rich, fertile, flat land. And then on days such as today, when the wind cuts right through you, I think what hardships they must have endured and I really wondered how they survived. I really wonder if I would have had what it took to build something from nothing.
It gets cold and the wind howls here in Indiana, but over there the land is even flatter, so it hits even harder. I told Roger that soon as you get into Illinois, the farms are much more spread out. I really want to get my tripod back in the Rav and take some photos and stitch them together for a panoramic view of some of the land over there. I don't know if I can do it justice or not...but I do want to try.
We have been home a couple of hours, and I am still not warm through...so imagine what it would be like trying to keep a fire going and trying to stay warm in the primitive conditions of even a hundred years ago! I was just in and out of the car to take pictures...never out for more than 10 minutes at any one time.
It makes me so thankful to come home to a home that has water and warmth--just by turning a dial or handle.