Wind farm in Nebraska. On our way back from Kansas I took a LOT of pictures out the car window. Coming upon these windmills just as the sun was going down was one of those special visual moments when you're glad to have a camera in your hand! I'd never been on the prairie before this trip. When the sun went down that evening, the whole sky, as far as I could see in every direction, was showing a rainbow of colors. I'd heard the prairie sky described as "the bowl of the sky," but never understood that phrase until I was out there. The sky really does seem like a bowl inverted over the land. I was sure I'd be bored out of my mind as we drove through the Midwest, but it was quite beautiful and I enjoyed every minute of it.