The Next Generation
The continuous progression of barren, plowed fields pass by as I make my way by car to the next job site. I’m tired, my sinuses raw, and I can’t escape the smell of prairie fire smoke outgassing from my clothes. Off the highway now, advancing up a driveway, the landscape morphs from drab brown fields into vivid copper and gold colors of little bluestem and Indian grass respectively. Black-capped chickadees bounce around excitedly in a nearby wild plum thicket. A rabbit pops o