Rhythm of the Heart - Native American - Buffalo - Plains - Sioux

when i was a little girl we would travel by car through the plains... my sisters being older than i would call dibs on the backseat, which left me to lay in the "hammock" that is naturally made along the back window of a convertible...i do believe i had the best seat of all... we would see herds and herds of buffalo...oh how i miss that wild freedom of childhood mixed with the strength of the beasts...