It's called the heartland for a reason

Oklahoma is well-known to be in a part of the country known as "the heartland." For the most part, it earns that title because of its location smack-dab in the middle of the United States - it is essentially the "heart" of the country.

But, take a trip out into the Oklahoma prairies and the small towns that line the highways, and you'll know that there's another reason it's called "the heartland" - it steals your heart. The rolling green hills stretch farther than the eye can see, and the soft grasses that grow for miles whisper in the wind, moving together, and singing a beautiful chorus of rustles. The good ol' country folk that live in these regions are also some of the sweetest people you'll ever meet - it seems as though their hearts are never short of incredible hospitality and kindness.

The herds of bison that roam through the prairie preserves are also beautiful in their own ways - watching them move invokes one's imagination; you think back to a time before cars or paved roads, before electricity or air conditioning, when the native peoples would roam the land alongside these large, graceful creatures, coexisting in peace.

I remember watching a video about the Oklahoma pride after the Moore tornadoes, and one thing stuck in my mind more than anything else - the statement that "the big, never-ending Oklahoma sky" is sometimes menacing, sometimes threatening, but always beautiful and awe-inspiring. I often look up and get lost in the clouds and the vibrant blue hues of the heavens.

Now, I may not be a good ol' country girl, but I can definitely appreciate the unmatched beauty of a rolling countryside, a herd of bison, and the wide-open, never-ending Oklahoma sky.

Happy Wednesday, y'all!

xx
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