No real effort in walking in this post…just a couple of photos that speak to the beauty of Montana…we walked the back forty a couple of days ago and admired the river…
I was checking out the area for cross-country skiing potential. I’ll give that before-you-know-it-you’re-flat-on-your-derriere-out sport another try back here.
Yesterday, the skies were cloudy alllll day and I was completely unmotivated. We finally drug ourselves outside for a walk, this time in a downtown park, and of course, within a tiny bit of time, my spirits were perking up. What is it about being outside that speaks to and lightens the soul?
And, by the look of this photo, Montana was quietly holding up its end of the bargain – being beautiful – all the while.