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What did you see? How did it smell? Did you eat anything as you drove there?  Who were you with? 

Driving through the Black Hills in July with our teenage French visitor. 

As I’ve said before, I can drive through Needles Highway, well really anywhere in the Black Hills of SD, and feel like I’m in the middle of magic.  There are dozens of things to do if you’re a tourist.  My side of the family lives in this area, so I don’t feel like a tourist when we visit.  Despite the fact we go there frequently, I never tire of driving for hours through the area.

This drive, I was with someone who had only been in the U.S. for a few weeks.  In addition, she appreciated the wildness of the place and being outdoors.  Showing her the area was a joy. 

Any time of year, the smell of driving through this part of our country is delicious and earthy.  This was a warm summer night.  We got out and tromped around in various areas.  We drove by a deer who stood posing a few feet from the vehicle while she took a picture.  We got to visit about her impressions after being with us for a few weeks.  The sun was setting as we came to the end of our 2 hour drive. 


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#best09 Dec 11/Place

A coffee shop? A pub? A retreat center? A cubicle? A nook?

The Black Hills of South Dakota.

I’ve been going there since I was a kid.  Now my extended family is there.  I want to own a big chunk of it.

Every time I’m there I try to find time outside, up where the air is a bit thinner and I can smell the oldness.  I like to find places where the pines are dripping with moss and there’s either a great trail to hike or winding road to drive.

There is a magical feeling for me in those hills.  My heart often aches when I see large pieces of land being split into tidy little lots, carved and scraped to accomodate a house on a hillside with a view.

Someday I will rescue as many acres as I can afford, to keep them from the fate of the sub-division.  There I will be able to finally return to those things that keep pulling me.  Sustaining our life with food raised outside our windows.  Being close to my mother and grandparents as they grow older.  Owning horses and raising livestock the way they were intended.   Growing the vision for my business in the middle of this magic. Being steeped in these surroundings every day and finding a way to share it with others while still having respect for the land.

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