It’s taken me nearly a year to post these images; I suppose for more than one reason. For starters, I have this weird blockage against posting anything that I fear being buried. I love these images, these memories, so much that the thought of them being buried by subsequent posts hurts. Some memories you want to live on forever. And secondly, there’s that little issue of time. It’s more precious than ever; running a small business gets the better of me most days and it feels like everything else falls to the wayside. I’m working on it.

That all said, on the flip side, it’s nice to look back on these images from last summer; when Sonny was so much smaller, when Van was attached to that little red cowboy hat we picked up in Wyoming, and when Hooper had more teeth. A trip shared with both family and friends, homemade communal meals, fierce political debates, and evenings on the porch swatting off mosquitos while listening to Kate and Ellen sing.

The majestic land of Montana; where the clouds hang just a little fuller, the moon shines just a little brighter, and the roads go on forever. We hope to return this summer as well.