“The prairie I grew up on teaches you to notice, to pay attention. The yolk of the sun as it slides across the dome of the sky streaking the world orange and indigo. The swish of grass in afternoon breeze. The screech of a grackle. During the Golden hour on the prairie, the North Dakota palette reveals the subtle differences between ochre, umber, and sienna.” HorizonPrairieNorth DakotaGolden HourPastoralSky Colors Book:Boys and Oil: Growing Up Gay in a Fractured Land Source: Boys and Oil: Growing Up Gay in a Fractured Land