#prairie

I always thought of myself as a good old South Dakota boy who grew up here on the prairie. ↗

— George McGovern

#boy #dakota #good #grew #here

Not a breath of air stirred over the free and open prairie; the clouds were like light piles of cotton; and where the blue sky was visible, it wore a hazy and languid aspect. ↗

— Francis Parkman

#aspect #blue #blue sky #breath #clouds

We were soon free of the woods and bushes, and fairly upon the broad prairie. ↗

— Francis Parkman

#bushes #fairly #free #prairie #soon

After that hard winter, one could not get enough of the nimble air. Every morning I wakened with a fresh consciousness that winter was over. There were none of the signs of spring for which I used to watch in Virginia, no budding woods or blooming gardens. There was only—spring itself; the throb of it, the light restlessness, the vital essence of it everywhere: in the sky, in the swift clouds, in the pale sunshine, and in the warm, high wind—rising suddenly, sinking suddenly, impulsive and playful like a big puppy that pawed you and then lay down to be petted. If I had been tossed down blindfold on that red prairie, I should have known that it was spring. ↗

— Willa Cather

#nature #nature-s-beauty #prairie #similies #spring

A duck's nest was found today near the trail on the dry open prairie with as far as could be seen no water or marsh near. The bird flew off but could not tell what species. The eggs nine originally. ↗

— George Mercer Dawson

#bird #could #dry #duck #eggs

As a matter of fact, an ordinary desert supports a much greater variety of plants than does either a forest or a prairie. ↗

— Ellsworth Huntington

#does #either #fact #forest #greater

My love, growing up on the Prairies, was country music. ↗

— Randy Bachman

#country music #growing #growing up #love #music

In TIME June 7, 2010 On the sustainability of the publishing industry, in the Chicago Tribune: "I think that book publishing is about to slide into the sea. We live in a literate time, and our children are writing up a storm, often combining letters and numbers.... The future of publishing: 18 million authors in America, each with an average of 14 readers, eight of whom are blood relatives. Average annual earnings: $175." - 5/26/10 ↗

— Garrison Keillor

#writers-groups #home

As I looked about me I felt that the grass was the country, as the water is the sea. The red of the grass made all the great prairie the colour of winestains, or of certain seaweeds when they are first washed up. And there was so much motion in it; the whole country seemed, somehow, to be running. ↗

— Willa Cather

#nature #prairie #similies #nature

One could drive a prairie schooner through any part of his argument and never scrape against a fact. ↗

— David F. Houston

#any #argument #could #drive #fact