Montana in July

I am certain that Montana in the summer is as close to heaven as I've seen so far. I came here to visit my best friend Janis while she spends a month on retreat in her pal Lou's cabin above White Fish Lake. We both reveled in the fresh pine scent, clean mountain air and animal creatures who call this home.

Glacier National Park defies description. Every turn of the road produced another gasp of astonishment.

Critters, sweet critters everywhere. They seems completely oblivious to all the humans walking the trails and snapping their photos. We also spotted several big horn sheep on a distant mountain top, a squirrel brother and sister chasing each other through the grassy knoll and what I think was a marmot sunning himself. Could have been a woodchuck....

Every evening we'd cool off in White Fish Lake. Gracie re-learned to swim (don't all dogs know how to swim, they forget they know??). I had a blast coaxing her off the dock to join me as I floated in my inner tube. This is TRULY the life.