The skies over Illinois are spectacular, so many hours I spent searching for good cloud shots. There is something about how the wind comes over the Great Lakes, and sweeps the clouds through so quickly. The absence of smog doesn't hurt either.
As I've begun reviewing my photos again, I realize how peaceful the house in Illinois was. I was lucky enough to live on a golf course, with no one behind us. In the warmer seasons, this meant lush green behind us, and skies as far as you can see - which is saying something the the plains states. In winter, it meant living on the tundra, white everywhere. The glare from the snow was blinding on the days the sun was able to peek through for a few hours. But beautiful, none-the-less.
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