The trip to Nebraska by train was beautiful. There was snow in the Sierras, and all along the route until Western Nebraska. It was amazing to see the contrast from my earlier trip. The land seems hidden underneath the snow, but the contours more pronounced. And each snow saturated tree had its own personality instead of blending into a blur of forest. It was frustrating at times to watch it all roll by instead of being able to stop and explore areas in more depth; studying animal tracks in the snow, feeling the cold icicles in my hand, or following a path into the trees.