Rolling Hills

I'm amazed when we drive across our beautiful Country.  Everytime I have gone on a road trip, I've been in awe of the beauty thats all around us, and how different it all is.  It doesn't matter if it's 28 degrees and snowing or if its 105 and the sun is beating down.  The mountains wrap around the highway and you feel like you're apart of something bigger.  Like you got a glimpse of where our Country came from 100's of years ago.  The hills roll along and flow one right after another.  Even through the barren parts of Utah when all there is salt flats and open highways, there is a sense of beauty that you can't find anywhere else.  The rock hills of Wyoming are so close to the highway that if you look really hard you can see rows of indians sitting along the ridge and wonder what happens next.  Even through the deserts of Nevada there is a different kind of beauty that is only found there among the redish colored earth and spike-like bushes everywhere.  There is so much to take in that it's almost too much for the brain to process.  I've been lucky enough to travel to different countries and every place I've ever been has a distinct beauty only known to that part of the world.  I hope wherever you are today, cold, warm, sunny, cloudy, or whatever, that you can see the beauty that is all around you.