Death of a Rainmaker Quotes

“How Etha missed the varied hues of Illinois! The jade of tender corn husks, the violet shadows of distant trees, the furry scarlet spears of sumac. In Oklahoma, the palette was nothing but brown. Brown bridal trains of dust billowed behind tractors. Curtains turned from white to strong coffee. Folks spit river mud after a duster. Washes of beige, cinnamon, and umber bled into the blue sky, depending on which direction the wind blew. The people, the land, the buildings absorbed the dust. All other colors leached away, while brown and its infinite variations remained.”
― Laurie Loewenstein, Death of a Rainmaker: A Dust Bowl Mystery