Butcher Creek, Bear Creek, Bridger Creek, to name just a few. Slowing down for little towns that pass by in a couple of minutes. Ascending high hills to astounding views and descending into ranch land where horses are peacefully grazing. Finding comfort in the back sides of some of the tallest mountains, the Beartooths. Roads that seem to end at the horizon and dive into the sky. Following trucks stacked with hay bales. A million photographs I could have taken but knew I couldn’t really capture it all.
Thank you, dear Susan, for these winks! They make me to appreciate the beautiful world all around us.
Thanks, Anneli!