Ready for some sappiness from your (hopefully) favorite messy-haired blond friend? If not, you better buckle up because it’s coming straight at you.
Here’s the thing. There are moments in life that stop me in my tracks. Little experiences, sites and interactions that snap me back to attention. And while words don’t seem to be coming easily to me today, I will say this: Montana is magic. It feeds my soul.
Lake McDonald on a crisp fall day.
The Rocky Mountain Front. I'm sure there is no fresher air in the world than the wind that sweeps off these mountains.
On a recent trip north, I was stopped for construction. Looking up, this was my view. (I see you Flathead Lake).
Glacier National Park during a late fall storm.
Driving down a country road and not knowing what's around the bend.
Perfection. Mainly because it reminds me of my grandpa.
A perfect morning.
Here’s to many more perfect moments.