This morning, a real, live cowboy -- complete with hat and mud on his boots and jeans -- sat beside me for breakfast. He looked 100% like the genuine Montana rural image I have seen in books. It was only as he rose to leave, donned his worn leather jacket, then answered his mobile phone that the nostalgia was shattered.
The area around Glacier National Park is barely showing the effects of spring. It's too early for holiday season. Many attractions and restaurants are due to open at the end of May while most roads in the Park aren't open yet, either. We had to park and walk miles up the road to reach some of the hiking trails which were largely icy, snowy and muddy (which was a large dose of awesome in and of itself). We lunched on a footbridge spanning a wild white rapid river. I even had a chance to sketch in my little book while we munched in companionable silence. After all, what would be the point of trying to talk over that beautiful roaring ruckus? Pictures are sure to follow once transferred from the cameras.
The area around Glacier National Park is barely showing the effects of spring. It's too early for holiday season. Many attractions and restaurants are due to open at the end of May while most roads in the Park aren't open yet, either. We had to park and walk miles up the road to reach some of the hiking trails which were largely icy, snowy and muddy (which was a large dose of awesome in and of itself). We lunched on a footbridge spanning a wild white rapid river. I even had a chance to sketch in my little book while we munched in companionable silence. After all, what would be the point of trying to talk over that beautiful roaring ruckus? Pictures are sure to follow once transferred from the cameras.
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*pause*
*giggles a bit, clears throat and appears grave*
Is it a bit apparent that I have recently sought solace in some Shakespearian sonnets? Methinks the verbiage doth effect me muchly.
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Plus... I have pictures to share with you.
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Had I known while there, I'd have definitely given your regards and thanks for your coming into being. What part of Montana?
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What did you go to college for, if I may ask?
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You probably don't want to be around me when I go to the Museum of the Rockies. I'm a complete paleontology nerd. My first words were (almost literally) Mommy, Daddy, Grammy and Brontosaurus. I will spin off into ecstasies of science. There is the risk of a random singularity that may just off-balance the Universe. Plus, I'm not properly educated yet that doesn't stop me from talking. I may just jump onto the displays and start rubbing myself against the bones in utter joy. You have been warned. *grins*
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