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Tuesday, January 12, 2010

Crossing the Prairie, Crossing the River

The prairie has a look all its own. It is an ocean of land dotted with farms that appear as islands.

The trees have a different look, too, sculpted by the wind.

Traveling south, one leaves the prairie behind as rolling limestone hills signal that the Ohio River is near. Suddenly a beautiful bridge rises up ahead.

Barges along the riverbank glow in the last light of day.

The upstream horizon is marked by smokestacks and distant bridges.

The sunset is dramatic as we cross into Kentucky and find lodging for the night in Paducah.


Anonymous said...

That is ever so much nicer than spending a week at O'Hare. It is fun to watch the de-icing machine, but the sunset is prettier. I'm envious, but I want you to have a good time anyway.

P. J. Grath said...

You are just kidding. You didn't spend a week at O'Hare. I don't believe it. I must say, however, that I decided against going to a big book fair advertised as being in "Chicago" when I found out it would be held in a hotel out in the suburbs, close to the airport. That is not Chicago!

Raph G. Neckmann said...

These views all look tranquil with their horizontal lines. I like travelling photos, they bring back memories of my favourite journeys.

Anonymous said...

Wow! That is one awesome sunset. It looks so warm. I've never seen one like that around here.

P. J. Grath said...

Raph, we left the flat lines behind and drove today through the rolling hills of western Kentucky and rocky crags of western Tennessee. We relive old trips, too, as we're making a new one.

Amy-Lynn, now that you say this about the sunset, I do remember one from Leelanau in 2009 that was equally spectacular. I think it was in September--maybe the 5th, but I'd have to look. Anyway, is the sunset this incredible every evening on the Ohio River? Probably not. We were just lucky.