Our plane of existence is doomed.

Some people love the mountains or the ocean, but I’ll take the Nebraska prairie and its skies any day.

Yes, this is a delightful photo of my awesome kid. But it’s also encouraging, inspiring, and a wee bit convicting.

Nebraska’s unpredictable weather comes through again.

God’s own country, as far as I’m concerned.

My ears are still ringing, nearly 24 hours later.