Today I walked into the sunset — to mail some letters — …
But some way or other I didn’t seem to like the redness much so after I mailed the letters I walked home — and kept walking -
The Eastern sky was all grey blue — bunches of clouds — different kinds of clouds — sticking around everywhere and the whole thing — lit up — first in one place — then in another with flashes of lightning — sometimes just sheet lightning — and some times sheet lightning with a sharp bright zigzag flashing across it -.
I walked out past the last house — past the last locust tree — and sat on the fence for a long time — looking — just looking at — the lightning — you see there was nothing but sky and flat prairie land — land that seems more like the ocean than anything else I know —
There was a wonderful moon. Well I just sat there and had a great time by myself — Not even many night noises — just the wind — …
I wondered what you were doing - It is absurd the way I love this country — Then when I came back — it was funny — roads just shoot across blocks anywhere — all the houses looked alike — and I almost got lost —
I had to laugh at myself — I couldn’t tell which house was home -
I am loving the plains more than ever it seems — and the SKY — Anita you have never seen SKY — it is wonderful —
* Canyon, Texas, letter to Anita Pollitzer (September 11, 1916)
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