When we drove from Arizona to Maryland, we crossed lots of the "bread basket" of the US. But I was struck with the fact that it all looks EXACTLY the same. Each day it would be like "What state are we in?" and then we'd realize that we had just passed through Indiana, Ohio, and were heading into Illinois without a single scenery change. Seriously, this is all you can see for miles and miles and miles. I never thought that when they sang "where the wind comes sweepin' down the range" in Oklahoma, it was because there was nothing in the way to stop it!
The famous "sunstones" and beautiful stain glass red, white and blue stars on the side of the temple.
The temple at night. Doesn't it just glow? This was the view from outside our window. It was like being near to heaven.
One of the beautifully restored homes - this one was one of the bigger residences, built by Heber C. Kimball over many years.
Me on Parley Street - the famous "Trail of Hope" the pioneers walked leaving Nauvoo and going down to the banks of the Mississippi to cross over into Missouri.
