Wide open. Great plains is a windswept wonder that pushes past pretense and airs out our hearts. Crisp green, grassy notes with birch shavings and crushed walnut make this scent earthy, vegetal and restrained. But despite its quietude, Great Plains is breathtakingly beautiful. Fertile, grassy fields are wind-swept, abstract patterns waving to and fro in their sweet smelling, stalky surfaces. As the wind travels up to the imperious mountains’ edge, it pierces through piquant shrub, herbal wildflowers and the color-saturated gapes and narrows of geological formations. The air sweeps off the plains and into the shadowy, high mountains, where it shimmers with bittersweet grit. Beneath the mountain peaks pollen-dust clouds race, enveloping the entirety of the plains. But just as a storm looks certain, the sun pierces permeates the flying clouds and illuminates: from the dew drop at the tip of wheat to the sharp slope of the rock face, every structure in this landscape is unimaginably vibrant.