In the wide prairies of South Dakota, the only narrow to be found is the narrowing of the road in the distance. It is a bit like perpetually driving into an invisible tunnel.
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lifelessons - a blog by Judy Dykstra-Brown 
I feel like humming cowboy songs. Oh give me a home … Any buffaloes roaming? I would suspect yes, probably. Cattle. Sheep. Buffalo. Strange spectral figures.
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The rancher next to us had buffalo. Remember Rawhide? They asked him to come be on one episode. He is long gone but his son still ranches there. I saw him at the reunion and I guess he got rid of the buffalo. There are buffalo in a huge reserve in Sheridan, though, right in the middle of town behind the city partk. The reserve covers all of a huge hill..and has buffalo and Elk. A baby was born just before I got there and I got to see it.
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Lots of antelope on the range around Sheridan as well.
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The man next to us raised Buffalo that kept trampling down my dad’s fences. They actually invited him to come do a walkon role in Rawhide! (The neighbor, not my dad.)
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Nice way of seeing it. I wouldn’t have thought of it and now can’t help seeing it that way.
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I love roads that do that, seemingly leading you on to infinity.
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I know. Really mesmerizing.
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I love vanishing points.
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