About 50 miles west of Rapid City, in the heart of South Dakota’s Black Hills, there is a meadow. It sits some 6,000 feet above the sea. It is a place where the sky feels big and wide. It is windswept, exposed to the elements, carpeted by native grasses that bend and wave and ripple in the breeze. It is surrounded by mountains forested with ponderosa pine, and in the summertime, wildflowers bloom. By day, deer and elk graze, and eagles circle overhead. At night, the stars shine bright.