Springtime in the Swan Valley

Montana Memories

Looking out the window I see melting snow, new grass emerging from a long winters nap, fragile buds starting to come to life. Springtime in the Swan Valley represents memories.

My teenager years. Saddling my horse after a quick brushing, too excited to do the job proper, my saddle bag containing a package of hamburger, one potato, one carrot, some tinfoil, salt & pepper. Matches, maybe some pitch to help start the fire to cook a meal at some point. The good ole' days.

Riding from the family home, stopping only to meet my friend, off we rode, usually fast paced. The horses ready to get out of w...

 
 

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