The best thing about Ohio is the huge sky. I didn't know it when I got here almost 12 years ago. In fact, I panicked a bit without California mountains on the horizon to give definition to my view. The emptiness above felt lonely.
On the flip side, I complained about being land-locked. I loved the way the Pacific ocean drew me beyond the horizon and into endlessness. In year two or three, I can't remember which, I suddenly realized that when I needed to calm down, I looked up. The sky had become my ocean.
My favorite view is sunset over old, slowly-going-extinct farm houses. Yesterday treated us to glorious orange in the west and subtle pinks and soft purples in the east.