twelve hours feels short
with this hot springs in the mix
five-dollar heaven

driving Canada?
getting gas is exhausting
perfection elsewhere

glacial blue-gray lakes
mountains shrouded in dawn’s mist
so many rivers



twelve hours feels short
with this hot springs in the mix
five-dollar heaven

driving Canada?
getting gas is exhausting
perfection elsewhere

glacial blue-gray lakes
mountains shrouded in dawn’s mist
so many rivers



the Al-Can delights
with curves, trees, hills, and mountains
to aid a long day


puppy is tired
yet he lives for where we are
so he truly lives


rainy morning walk
in this lushly green forest
boggy, soggy moss


an afternoon soak
in these hot springs mountains
to stave off the chill

on the best drive home
we saw a family of sheep
we saw views going blue




quick grocery run
reorganizing our camp
dawn: ready to roll

sighting a grizzly
second day of forty-two:
not bad for this drive

but the paddle board?
early morning peace moment
to make Montana

views look like postcards
a photo could never catch
how perfect, Glacier


ten thousand miles
begins before the sunrise
red, ready for us


two and a half states
bring us mountains, skies, and lakes
blue, gold, crimson calm


life isn’t parking—
adapting to site unseen
from a computer

but look at this lake
and this brown-eyed, sleepy pup
Montana, my heart

ten thousand miles
begins before the sunrise
red, ready for us


two and a half states
bring us mountains, skies, and lakes
blue, gold, crimson calm


life isn’t parking—
adapting to site unseen
from a computer

bug look at this lake
and this brown-eyed, sleepy pup
Montana, my heart

Monument Valley:
the perfect sunrise rest stop
to light our faces


snow at Grand Canyon:
surprise bucket list side trip
to catch her snowfall


all three together:
it feels like a bucket list
to let them g(r)o(w)


if i could live here
it would be a peaceful life
under a rainbow


a magical place:
the only way to describe
these teenage smiles

even pup loves it
cycling past wildlife
below the Smokies

where can you see bears
and collect salamanders
under the same sun?


this mountain-framed pic
taken on the same soil
twenty-three years past

we’re fatter, older
while the mountains are hotter;
such is life—sad changes

yet look at our girls
fearlessly taking this on
one moon-wing a time

