The other day, I visited the Pawnee National Grasslands Park and Buttes.
I saw great old trees

and wildflowers

traces of history
and magnificent remnants of prehistoric land
Other directions, other beauty
Having completed two manuscripts (Tree Lines, a memoir, and Family Time, a novel) writer Mim Neal is using this blog to share observations about almost everything -- the pervasiveness of the holy (and in contrast, current events) social isolation, and the incredible importance of pets (especially cats).
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