Waking up on a cold, frigid, winter morn
Looking like one more day with a storm
Pulling the warm covers over my bare head
Let’s fast forward to a new season instead
Always dreaming big at night
Never alone, perfect delight
Fast forward to a hot summer day
Sensational, unblemished blue sky
Feeling an urge to jump up, shout and say
Have you ever seen a more beautiful sky?
Seeing a Big Montana Sky
Morning sun climbs high
Traveling to Montana brings pure pleasures
Experiencing a saddlebag full of treasures
Shining high above, a cloudless view
Bringing a smile to God, always true
Always dreaming big at night
Never alone, perfect delight
Western hospitality, the Big Sky way
Filled with warmest smiles, no haste
Be certain to come back as we always say
Montana’s Big Sky, the Last Best Place!
Seeing a Big Montana Sky
Morning sun climbs high
Both photographs come from my private collection of images from southwestern Montana. Some of my readers have probably missed earlier posts about Montana, the Big Sky Country. Here are links to previously published posts about my native state. Enjoy!
From a poem, experience a ride on the train in southern Montana:
Become better acquainted with Montana’s largest city:
In poetic form, learn more about some of Montana’s history:
Here is a final poem about Native American history:
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