Scott and I road-tripped to Mt. Rushmore a few days ago. It was a l-o-n-g drive - and yet absolutely stunning. I loved the big open blue skies with white puffy clouds, and no inversion; the Ponderosa Pines that give the Black Hills their name were a beautiful surprise, and the fields of Nebraska that went on and on and one brought me peace. Mt. Rushmore and Crazy Horse were quite the sight.
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