The Girl had a grand old time looking up at clouds and seeing things like horses running and dogs sniffing. So….
I have no idea how this picture came to be on my camera. I suspect someone in the family grabbed my camera for a quick picture.
I’m not sure if this is in the Big Hole in Montana, or around Monida Pass right on the line between Montana and Idaho.
This is the pile of books I mailed back from the Romance Writer’s of America National Convention. You’ll be seeing several of these up for grabs on Mondays.
We are no where near as bad as they have it in Utah. (What part did you say you were in, Kaye?) But it is Fire Season here too.