Prairie View

Today I had a five hour drive to meet up with my dad and brother for our usual Remembrance Day routine. As my trusty old steed (a '93 cavalier with 298 000 kms) pulled out of the city I reached for my glasses. There is something about driving through the prairies that I love, and never want to miss a single detail of. Do I wear my glasses in the city? No. There's something so subtle and beautiful about the prairies, in any season, that I just can't get enough of.