Last Labor Day, we flew back from a quick visit to Marilyn's sister in Virginia. As we took off from Chicago, where we changed planes, and headed home to Champaign, I took these photos.
When I moved to east central Illinois sixteen years ago, I was struck by the vastness. Seeing the sun rise over cornfields from the window of my study startled me and left me lonely. I was still new to the Midwest and felt exposed in the openness; I missed the embrace of the Pennsylvania valley I had left behind.
Now, I look forward to the big sky and the view of the horizon. This flatland is home.
