Dear Jake & Amelia,
We have driven past miles and miles of newly harvested fields. Paths made by farm machinery had created patterns in the pale stubble. Silos, short and fat, were grouped in rows. The shiny silver metal contrasted with the honey golden acres. We saw deer and pronghorns eating in the fields. Hawks flew in the air above. A kestrel chased a flock of smaller birds. The road stretched ahead, a long ribbon through the gently rolling land. We were reminded again of the vast resources in America. This was our cereal.

Nancy & Peter

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