Montana has a mysterious appeal about her, one i always sensed and now have immersed myself back into. i was born here in a small town, left this place when i was 17, bound for adventure & travels & bigger cities & better things, only to find in my mid-thirties i wanted to return - and to never leave. there are moments when being back in Montana feels the same to me, like when i smell wood-burning stove smoke in winter or when i feel the distinct chill in the air when fall is turning. but in some ways i know i'm seeing & experiencing Montana with new eyes, my grown-up eyes, my i've-been-through-a lot-eyes, with a deeper appreciation than i've ever held before.
i wish you all could experience the place of Montana, too. if you haven't before, or you want to, i am inviting you.
Chris & i have been dreaming & praying & planning our next geographical and house move in this great state, in hopes of hosting people - artists & married couples & retreat groups & the likes of whoever wants to get away, witness the grand expanse of Creation, eat delicious food, listen to & see wildlife, and collect their thoughts next to a river. we are looking ahead to great things.
in the spirit of Montana's wealth of beauty, i'm sharing a day trip Chris & i did two weeks ago north to the Flathead Valley, one of our favorite places to go. the valley is home to the largest freshwater lake west of the Mississippi and to Glacier National Park, just such beautiful territory to meander and take pictures. And a sidenote worth mentioning - we ate at Hops in Kalispell, our favorite place to converse & sip a beer after a day of exploring.
so from our home & backroads to yours, from my eyes to yours, here is Montana for a day.
postscript : this first photo Chris took, and it's the fiercest attempt to look fierce you'll ever see me make.
& post postscript : you can see more of our photography work on Archer Messenger .