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Where is Moldova, anyway?

Musings on my Peace Corps experience in this small, Eastern European, Republic.
 

Amber Waves of Grain

How many years have I sung this line, and never really understood what it meant...

New Jersey may be the "garden state" - we have jersey corn, jersey tomatoes, cranberries, etc. But you definitely don't come across too many wheat fields in New Jersey. Nor have I ever been in any farm-land states (I need to travel the USA better when I get back, definitely.) I know what the line is referencing - miles and miles of rolling hills, covered with wheat - I just had never experienced it.

Moldova, with it's rolling hills, beautiful sunsets, and glowing fields of wheat, provided me with the perfect example. Riding my bike home from a nearby village last night, I stopped to take a picture of the amber waves of grain... but couldn't. I tried to snap a few shots, but the pictures weren't coming out nearly a 1/5 as beautiful as the scene was. So I gave up. You will have to either imagine it, drawn on your own experience, or visit some grain fields. :) Maybe this scene was so beautiful to me only because I'm not used to it... but I don't think so. The Moldovans I was with stopped to admire it as well.

If only Moldova could get some "purple mountains majesty" I'd be content. Rolling hills and countryside are beautiful, but I need some mountains to break up the view.
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