Summertime in Montana. As close to heaven as you can get without actually BEING up there lookin' down.

Mountain wildflowers collecting morning dew.
Sunny days and quiet afternoons.
The fragrance of sweet pines.
Romantic June evenings.
Fragrant campfire smoke floating on the cool evening breeze.
Star studded skies on warm August nights.
The song and dance of the wild.

These are but a few of the simple pleasures I adore as God provides each day its own gifts.