You Can’t Eat It

When feeling a bit blue or uncertain, it’s true that many people find comfort in a certain food, music or sweater. But is it normal to have a comfort geography?

Since marrying a Manitoban, through some form of osmosis, I’ve become a bit of a sucker for a prairie skyline. Don’t get me wrong, my old standby comfort-geography still consists of a horizon filled with trees and the reassuring shade of a forest canopy beside a cold body of water. But I’ve not got a serious soft spot for endless blue sky that meets endless fields dotted with silos and haunted farm houses. (Yes, all farm houses are haunted.)

Does this picture make anyone else consider a move to South Dakota?

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