It might be the trappings of seeing a new country for the first time, the smell of fresh air after being cramped on an overseas flight or it might be that I’m not used to seeing green grass living in Nebraska, but the first thing that stood out to me once we left Frankfurt was that everything was green. The color splashed off the rolling hills and dotted valleys of farming communities. I even heard some of the farmers on the trip mentioned that the color of everything stood out to them: crops, grasslands, trees, ect.
