LET THAT DFMI FLAG FLY, BABY. IT'S NEVADA DAY! | SYDNEY MARTINEZ
In Nevada, a sort of silver-coated sanctity exists the minute you peel outta the metro areas, drop into one of those roadscapes you only see in the movies, and quite simply, let it happen. Whether your DFMI was showing when you scouted the Jarbidge Wilderness for your elk tag, or you were moved to an emotional puddle as band of wild burros calls in the sunset, you experienced a place so dark and quiet you confused the Milky Way for a bank of clouds, or you sank your finger into the very “blue clay” that built this place… you know it when it happens. There’s no mistaking a feeling more freeing than a true DFMI juncture. From the teddy bear cholla in the Mojave to the pronghorns in the Sheldons, if you let it ride, the heavens will open up and serve it to you: that true dose of Don’t Fence Me In truth you’re after.
Nevada always has an undeniably infectious way of making anything seem possible… the ultimate room without a roof. Many who’ve been here have been lucky enough to get a proper taste of it. In Nevada, we’re so serious about flashing our DFMI way of life, we’ve got an official holiday to let it rip, too. Well OK... in all fairness, Nevada Day truly commemorates the day the Nevada territory transformed into an official state of the Union, but stillllll. You don’t really need a reason, but is there a better day to go full-out DFMI?
Whether you’re a Nevadan who circles October 31st with a red heart, or you’re an out-of-stater beelining it to Nevada ‘cause you’ve got that DFMI fever, let that freak flag fly, baby.
We’re unlike any other state in the union; we are Nevada. #DFMI
OH GIVE ME LAND, LOTS OF LAND
UNDER STARRY SKIES ABOVE, DON'T FENCE ME IN
LET ME RIDE THROUGH THE WIDE OPEN COUNTRY THAT I LOVE, DON'T FENCE ME IN
LET ME BE BY MYSELF IN THE EVENING BREEZE,
LISTEN TO THE MURMUR OF THE COTTONWOOD TREES,
SEND ME OFF FOREVER BUT I ASK YOU PLEASE, DON'T FENCE ME IN
JUST TURN ME LOOSE, LET ME STRADDLE MY OLD SADDLE UNDERNEATH THE WESTERN SKIES,
ON MY CAYUSE, LET ME WANDER OVER YONDER TILL I SEE THE MOUNTAINS RISE,
I WANT TO RIDE TO THE RIDE WHERE THE WEST COMMENCES,
GAZE AT THE MOON TILL I LOSE MY SENSES,
I CAN'T LOOK AT HOBBLES AND I CAN'T STAND FENCES,
DON'T FENCE ME IN.