I love the prairies with it enormous skies and expansive plains. Every day the upper atmosphere holds a new picturesque canvas of clouds billowing upward as if to touch the heavens; ever changing it's emotions as if monitored by an tell-tale meter or an endless hue of brilliant blue as the sun radiates her brilliance. We have a local saying here, "If you don't like the weather then just wait 10 minutes and it will change."
On the western horizon swooping down over the great Rocky Mountains roll the Chinook winds carrying the gathered warmth of the Pacific ocean giving the canvas skies an arc that stretches from corner to corner like an upside down smile.
