Those 467 days were the darkest and most un-American of my life...
It’s been that long? Already?
Tag: Montana
Memories of ‘the last best place’
Montana remains. It'll never leave me.
Birthday boy
The number "21" has popped up a lot the last few years...
Ahhh…
The sun warmed my face. There wasn't a hint of chill in the air.
In the distance
Up there we are, in the best possible sense, isolated...
Act. Advance.
Thrashing isn't the same thing as acting...
The year’s shortest day
The scene is yet another visual feeding our vision...
Thanksgiving thoughts
Don’t use perspective as punishment — of yourself or others.
Bouncing around
I'll keep flashing back and sharing. It's what I do...
Chilly morning. Simple life.
This is our idea of the best place to live an American Life in Liberty...