The view of a non-native Nebraskan

I found this article by Meghan Daum this weekend about Nebraska, and particularly Lincoln, from the view of someone who moved there from the East Coast. Having grown up just outside of Lincoln and moved away, it’s very interesting to consider the area from a viewpoint the very opposite of mine.

The Lincoln I love—the reason I stayed as long as I did and have returned nearly every year since—actually starts where the city limits end. Drive five minutes out of town and farmland unspools before you, replacing the car dealerships and big-box stores with oceans of prairie grass and corn growing in lock step rows all the way to the horizon.

She points out one of the things that drove me away but now miss more than anything.