The Midwest may not have mountains or oceans, but we still have beauty. Even though most of our beauty consists of miles and miles of corn or bean fields, I am lucky enough to live right next to the Great River Road.
We enjoyed a nice leisurely cruise on Sunday to enjoy the beautiful weather and view. Every time Danny and I take a cruise together on the River Road our discussion turns to Indians. Danny always pictures an Indian standing at the end of a bluff point with a long arrow looking out over the river for intruders. Of course, I imagine Pocahontas with her friendly raccoon singing 'Colors of the Wind'. I guess that is where the difference between boys and girls lay.
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