Heavy clouds bear rain in from the West, localized downpours visible out far across the cornfields. I never remember experiences like this from New England: the first time I remember seeing rain as a "thing" moving towards me across the land was when I visited the Amazon during high school. I think the real difference is not hills but trees: there are places enough where the land is relatively flat in New England, but no matter how flat, the trees surround you always and block your line of sight to the horizon.
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