When we moved to south-central Illinois back in the olden days of the 80s, I hated the landscape. What landscape? I kept asking my wife. But it grew on me, and before we left i really loved to go out riding my bike through the just-harvested corn fields, where only the stubble was left, visible through the light autumnal haze of an early November afternoon, and the horizon just sort of disappeared in the middle distance with no interruption of the line of sight. It really was quite beautiful. Up in Springfield we came across photographs by a man called Larry Kanfer, who took gorgeous landscape pictures of the Illinois countryside. I wish we had had the money to buy a couple back then. Anyway, here's a pretty dramatic one.

I wish I could find one of the quieter ones--just the fields stretching out forever.
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