Could be. To me it provokes contemplation. I look at that flat prairie and imagine a mile of ice on it. I think of weird pleistocene mammals and before that the cambrian sea full of critters I’ve only seen in fossils… and the aquifer surrounding those fossils a hundred fifty feet below the road. I imagine the interconnected complexity of agriculture, communication, lines of supply, small restaurants and churches supporting the social network of people who make it happen. I visualize the turbulent physics of wind over what gentle hills do remain, leaving four inches of snow with corn stubble sticking out on the windward side, and ten-foot drifts on the leeward. How do they calculate average snowfall from that? I watch deer and think about the ecology that supports them, from tiny insects and mice to eagles and hawks above riding updrafts on hot summer days. I just look down the road, knowing people drive back and forth on it, weaving a fabric of human purpose under the starry sky.
But none of those things are incompatible with loneliness.
Oh, yes, L>T, the scenery is much like FARGO.
Actually, when our oldest son and I went to see the movie, when the guy was driving across the landscape, we both could relate to the monotony.
I wouldn’t know about the murder and mayhem. Then again, there is a guy in Michigan waiting to get extradition back to here for killing his girlfriend the other day.
Perhaps a movie does reflect real life.
Looks awful lonely out there!
Could be. To me it provokes contemplation. I look at that flat prairie and imagine a mile of ice on it. I think of weird pleistocene mammals and before that the cambrian sea full of critters I’ve only seen in fossils… and the aquifer surrounding those fossils a hundred fifty feet below the road. I imagine the interconnected complexity of agriculture, communication, lines of supply, small restaurants and churches supporting the social network of people who make it happen. I visualize the turbulent physics of wind over what gentle hills do remain, leaving four inches of snow with corn stubble sticking out on the windward side, and ten-foot drifts on the leeward. How do they calculate average snowfall from that? I watch deer and think about the ecology that supports them, from tiny insects and mice to eagles and hawks above riding updrafts on hot summer days. I just look down the road, knowing people drive back and forth on it, weaving a fabric of human purpose under the starry sky.
But none of those things are incompatible with loneliness.
Lot going on in the prairie.
I have never been on the prairie. So I can only imagine A scene from “Fargo”
Oh, yes, L>T, the scenery is much like FARGO.
Actually, when our oldest son and I went to see the movie, when the guy was driving across the landscape, we both could relate to the monotony.
I wouldn’t know about the murder and mayhem. Then again, there is a guy in Michigan waiting to get extradition back to here for killing his girlfriend the other day.
Perhaps a movie does reflect real life.