"There seemed to be nothing to see, no fences, no creeks or trees, no hills or fields. If three was a road, I could not make it out in the faint starlight. There was nothing but land: not a country at all, but the material out of which countries are made."
(Cather page 7)

"As far as we could see, the miles of copper-red grass were drenched in sunlight that was stronger and fiercer than at any other time of the day."(Cather page 28)
"The whole prairie was like the bush that burned with fire and was not consumed."
(Cather page 28)

Kennington, John. View of Tall Grass Prairie in Winter. N.d. Tall Grass Prairie   Perserve. Web. 12 Nov. 2014.

Peterson, Brian. Southern Prairie Service Title. N.d. Star Tribune. Web. 11 Nov. 2014.

Richardson, Jim. Sunlight Hits the Fall Grasses at the Tall Grass Prairie National Reserve. N.d. The Nature Conservancy. Web. 12 Nov. 2014.

Cather, Willa. My Ántonia. Boston: Houghton Mifflin, 1954. N. pag. Print.

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