In last week’s posts I explained June is a very busy month in our family, starting with our son-in-law’s birthday June 2nd followed by my birthday June 3rd and our anniversary on June 8th.
Added to this year’s family festivities, Ron and I enjoyed a wonderful mini vacation to Montana. All these special events have left little time to sit down and write. I hope you’ll enjoy and won’t object to a few ‘fluffy’ posts. Naturally, I’ll include some of Ron’s photos plus random thoughts from our recent getaway.
I lived my first 18 years as a Montana girl. I love this big, beautiful state.
As we crossed over yet another mountain pass on our recent trip to southwestern Montana, Ron asked, “What did that Elevation sign say?” “I’m sorry,” I replied, “I wasn’t paying attention. I was thinking about prepositions!” Ron shook his head knowingly. After 40 years of marriage, my husband realizes my mind wanders while on a road trip. He watches for signs that inform geographical trivia such as elevation, while it’s not uncommon for me to muse about active verbs, descriptive adjectives or, in this latest instance, prepositions!
In case you’ve forgotten high school English, prepositions are words indicating relationships to other words. Our recent trip could be called a “preposition trip.” As we traveled through small Montana towns toward destinations in order to renew old acquaintances, we drove beneath Montana’s famed ‘big sky.” As we drove, I thought, I love living in Coeur d’Alene, (the hamlet I’ve called home for over 27 years) but I sure do cherish the fact I’m from Montana.
Montana is a land of:
not only big skies, but snow-capped mountains, grassy plains and raging rivers,
ramshackle homesteads with sod roofs, undoubtedly filled with tales of happiness and hardship,
miles and miles of railroad tracks, and
old, single-lane, wood-decked bridges (This one crosses the Jefferson River).
Montana embodies the spirt of the Wild West. I imagine it is not only home of big skies but also big dreams. All good work, I’m convinced, begins with a big dream. Author Roy T. Bennett said, “There are five important things for living a successful and fulfilling life: never stop dreaming, never stop believing, never give up, never stop trying, and never stop learning.” 
Dreams whisper to the soul, and without them, the soul becomes dry and barren. How grateful I am for my time growing up in Montana where some of my biggest dreams were birthed under those big skies.
I’d like to conclude today’s post with a quote I found recently and liked a lot, accompanied by some of Ron’s photos of Montana birds.
A heart without dreams is like a bird without feathers.
~ Suzy Kassem
While in Montana, we saw yellow-headed blackbirds,
a Hawk hunting for dinner,
a Bluebird bringing a big black bug home for dinner, and
finally, a Western Kingbird, who perhaps (although I doubt it) like me, is pondering prepositions.
May your life be blessed with big, beautiful dreams…