Today the cast, crew, and I were invited to spend some time at Nine Mile Prairie. Nine Mile Prairie is a piece of land on the outskirts of Lincoln that is maintained to represent the Nebraskan prairie just as it was prior to European contact. All of the plants and grasses in Nine Mile Prairie are native to this part of the country. There’s tall rye grass, wild sage, native indigo, and some beautiful rolling sheets that bring up phrases like, “amber waves of grain,” or, “where the wind comes sweeping down the plain.” I have quite a few pictures but unfortunately I left the cord that hooks my camera to my computer back in New York.
It was the perfect day to experience the prairie life. Maria whipped out the parasol and went Laura Ingles Wilder on us. Annie reminded us to just stop for a moment and let the wind take us. David found a deer antler. The sky was that perfect Nebraskan blue.
Sitting around our flatbed truck we stopped for a picnic among the flora and fauna, took some great pictures, and sat around bonding. As we were getting ready to leave, windswept and sunburned, Renee reminded us that we should give an offering, and each of us were passed a handful of tobacco to give back. I stood knee deep in tall grasses, held out my open palm, and watched as my offering was taken by the wind.
(NOTE: Be on the lookout in the near future for some beautiful pictures of our trip to Nine Mile Prairie.)
