We went for a walk on Russian Ridge the other day and I was gob-smacked over the soft beauty of the grass-covered hills. I once read that humans have a natural affinity to landscapes like this because we evolved in the Savana and, at the time, it seemed logical to me. Now I am not so sure. Over the years, I’ve met enough people from lusher areas who were not enamored with our dry hills to convince me that they are an acquired taste. Either way, I find them beautiful.