"There was so much sky, more than at sea, more than anywhere else in the world." Willa Cather
Here comes the hayride.
The hayride, or strawbale-for-seats-on-a-pretty-wagonride, was unexpectedly picturesque. Beautiful Clydesdales, flying red ribbons in the blue sky, the not-so-distant soaring ranges and an old-fashioned irrigation system that keeps the grass green, a rare sight in these parts.