Country Life Gallery

"It was a beautiful morning.  The buffalo-peas were blooming in pink and purple masses along the roadside, and the larks, perched on last year's dried sunflower stalks, were singing straight at the sun, their heads thrown back and their yellow breasts a-quiver.  The wind blew about us in warm, sweet gusts.  We rode slowly, with a pleasant sense of Sunday indolence."

 Willa Cather, My Antonia  

Images of Country Life

“I wanted to walk straight on through the red grass and over the edge of the world, which could not be very far away. The light and air about me told me that the world ended here: only the ground and sun and sky were left, and if one went a little farther there would only be sun and sky, and one would float off into them, like the tawny hawks which sailed over our heads making slow shadows on the grass.” 
                                                                                                                     -Willa Cather, My Antonia