Nebraska beauty

If there's one thing I've gotten really tired of hearing, it would be the description of Nebraska as boring and all that it has is cornfields. Perhaps this comes from people who have lost the ability to enjoy what is around them; namely, nature and what intersperses the cornfields.
You are probably surprised to hear this coming from a Colorado native. Now there's a state where the beauty is right there, reaching towards the sky in the form of the Rocky Mountains. The evergreen trees keep nature in a state of constant color, mixing the green lodgepole pines with the blue of the blue spruces, and the grass color is compatible with the trees anytime of the year. The aspens in the fall bring gold to the forest. Colorado is a beautiful state.
But so is Nebraska. The beauty just isn't as obvious, and it's not necessarily as breathtaking or stunning. But there is something amazing about the way the wind blows over the orange-yellow prairie grasses in the fall, creating a wave in a sea of grain (I admit, that isn't original). And the goldenrods, sunflowers, and liatris bring color to the prairie. Even in the midst of winter, the grasses still are yellow, brown, and red over the rolling hills in this eastern portion of the state.
I still love the mountains I grew up viewing every day, but I have also learned to appreciate the beauty of the prairie. I wish and hope that others could see this, too.
~Jessica