Montana, my Love…
Gardening with bff 1.
Her view does not suck.
This is what the pine looks like after it gets killed by beetles.
My pack of nieces.
She eats so fast they have to spread her food out.
I LOVE this girl. She is an extra special soul…
THIS girl is one of my favorites! Oi! I love her like my own. I remember vividly my first memory of her: my oldest sister showed me her belly for the first time when she was like three months pregnant. I was 11.
Dancing is not one of her top qualities.
And manners are not one of Natalie’s…
Day in the sun with bff 2, Casey Jane, and Casey. (My nieces man friend is also named Casey.)
We have an extreme fondness for sour cream.
“The spot.” We walk here a lot when we’re at my parent’s house. Their town is so adorable and quiet, it’s therapeutic to walk around.
I was lucky enough to have breakfast with a couple other people on my short list. I have so little time in MT I have to keep it to the really awesome. My bff#1’s mom has such a huge part of my heart. Her daughter has been “my person” since we were in junior high. She has watched me grow up. She is my second mom. I’m thankful to be loved by her.
I have no images of our morning. She had me spellbound…
Lilacs are the one smell that will launch me back to my childhood quicker than any other… They pretty much grow wild in Montana. They lined my grandmother’s block.
We have 16 nieces and nephews. Two from my husband’s side and 14 from mine. They are not babies anymore, they are people.
Emily and Sarah. Could they be any more country…?
Makes my heart smile. I love this life so much.
My middle sister.
Another person who has a huge chunk of my heart. And a very big part of why I want to get back to Montana permanently. I can’t put into words how amazing she is. I need to physically be around her more.
I went to MT for this guys graduation. WOW, that went fast.
The graduates gave out flowers and chocolates to the important people in their lives. My dad is known for his above average love of chocolate. Hershey is still his favorite.
This picture is so him.
Two pictures from the slideshow they played during graduation:
The first time we really got to hang out. He was five months, I was 22. We bonded during an easter egg hunt.
The one below that is one of my favorites. My sister looks so happy. That baby is her pride and joy, she waited so long for him.
My “old soul” my sister’s next in line, Sarah.
I never get tired of listening to what she has to say. We do a lot of strolling.
These are the direct descendants of the lilacs from my childhood…
This may be the earliest I’ve ever been there. I love it in all it’s stages.
The bees were in heaven!
There was a low hum all throughout the apple trees. Millions of little beings. Some things there is no way of capturing on film. For your senses only.
One thing I always get when I’m home is chicken fried steak. Yeeeea baby! Cube steak pounded out, breaded and fried, then smothered with sausage gravy. Either hashbrowns or mashed potatoes on the side.
Some things you love because you realize you can’t get it anywhere but back home.
FYI, this is half of what it started out as, my mom and I split it and didn’t even come close to finishing.
Thanks for the visit, Loves….