Wednesday, October 24, 2007

You Can't Get There From Here

I've always been drawn to the nothingness of South Dakota. That's because I grew up there. Smack dab in the middle of freakin' nowhere.

Relentless wind blows and blows. Native grasses wave methodically, intent on 1 of 2 things ~ either they mesmerize you. Or, they drive you totally insane.

I was anxious to leave a long time ago. But over the years, I've learned a thing or two. It's easy to make the great escape but I can't ever truly get away.


Seems, there is always something, or someone, dragging me back home.

When it's not people, or their problems, it's a deep desire to simplify.

~ Here is a place where the cellphone cannot ring!
~ Where I'm hard pressed to find an internet connection.
~ And, no one but me feels too antsy about these things.

Who would have thought...? 
The spot I consider the 'last place on earth' is becoming the only place where I can breathe.


4 comments:

Emma said...

Your last paragrah says it all, Kate. I escaped my small town home years ago, but as I've gotten older, that life just seems to call me back. I never thought I'd ever consider moving back to a small town, but here we are planning just that within the next few years. Funny how we become our mothers and return to what we ran away from... (though not necessarily in that order, lol)

Emma

Birds, Bees, Berries, and Blooms said...

I grew up on the prairie by Pierre. I now have a beautiful log cabin in the hills with a view of the praire, but no wind. You are correct abot the simplicity. They say the Inuit have a million words for snow. On the prairie brown has a million rich shades.

Kate/High Altitude Gardening said...

Very true, Emma;
Though let's not get into the whole becoming our Mothers routine... LOL

Kate/High Altitude Gardening said...

Hi, Birds..
I envy your log cabin and am dying to know whereabouts. You say hills, I'm thinking Black Hills. But, then I wondered if, perhaps, it's in the rolling hills around the Missouri? That used to be a favorite haunt of mine...