the fields have been mowed but nobody is home.
here we have august style Palouse rolling gold vs rolling green.
This honestly was far more alien then the Scablands for me personally.
the rollingness encompassed- and nothing was farther then the nearest rolling gold.
no mountains to judge what direction one was traveling (although i do appreciate the oh so modern compass ingrained in my vehicles system- gotten me out of a lot of slightly losts.)
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