ASC Landmark Crew Member
This is the time to be on the prairie. Calves are roaming the hills, testing their mental courage against oncoming vehicles. Pronghorn and deer fawns are soon to join them. The prairie flowers are in full bloom, the evening primrose dots the land with its pure whiteness and every evening it turns to a shade of pink to match the sunset. It is a time of excitement and rejuvenation, where we can breathe in the air and watch wind conquer the lush grasslands. The prairie is a landscape of history and stories. It doesn’t take much to get your feet dirty in the soil and feel the life between your toes.
It is in the clouds
these prairies unfold for us
an ecstatic feeling
Sentimental stars
Milky Way tenderhearted
forever ago
Beginning
in the sagebrush fields
afoot grass
Our hearts will stay here
it lingers in the prairie
and will never leave
From sagebrush to grass
from calves to the buffalo
the mud hits us all
Polaris
guides our dreams, each night
sleep deeply
Ryan rocks
Wind, again with the wind
Ryan rocks
Hush to storm
the brush sways and sings
Storm! Hish-hush



