Those that read my blurbs most times see the open grasslands. This is the oasis on the high plains. In my story "Travel Along the Rails." It is a crick like this that the travelers are following. From these sand creeks the Indians and travelers got their precious water. Even when not running, a person could dig into the sand and find water. Following these water courses was critical to people on the plains.
For the observant person there is more than trees and water. The eagle eye can pick out other travelers.
I hpe you enjoyed my brief note as much as I enjoyed watching them meander along the crick.
There are so many variations on the prairie.