"There was a sense of intimacy
and exclusion about
the vast, open plains
that always
"Highway 287 ran through open spaces luminous in the sunshine.
A sense of peace pervaded the plains, Vicky thought.
The way the land dissolved into the sky always called her back to herself. She was different here...part of something larger than herself, part of the stories that had shaped her life...Time collapsed into the present...a circle encompassing the past and the future, not like the ribbon of asphalt shooting straight into the horizon."
- from The Drowning Man by Margaret Coel, page 99
"...Father John had come to love the quiet vastness and the way the plains revealed their secrets when you happened upon them unexpectedly - the swell of a bluff, the cut of an arroyo, the patches of sagebrush and pink, blue, and yellow wildflowers."
- from Shadow Dancer by Margaret Coel, page 2
(Minor disclosure: Regretfully, this photo is not from a weekend jaunt to Livingston, but delightfully left over from an earlier trip. Because it's almost the season for delightful leftovers...)
"The sky was a brilliant blue, falling to the earth around them.
Sometimes he had the illusion here, on the plains, that he was moving through the sky."
- from Shadow Dancer by Margaret Coel, page 3
