Outskirts

As I biked to the edge of the the city yesterday, I realized just how different this city is from Vancouver. The edge of the city. No mountains, no ocean, not another city. Civilization just tapered off. Gradually, the homes and stores and parking lots became interspersed with fields, butterflies, slews, groves of trees and the steady background noise - not quite a chirp, not quite a hum - of the prairies. I could try and define why I found it so comforting, but I suppose it's just the nature of nature. What I found most comforting was the I, and other people, could still find places like this.