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“In Montana summers, anything feels possible. Grassy green pastures stretch for miles with the yellow field of canola flowering in late June, contrasting the deep blue skies. Billowing gold castles of clouds tower overhead, subsiding late into the late before the shower of stars began to emerge. Spotted fawns nurse from their mothers while flights of hummingbirds dive and skitter thought the aspen groves in search of nectar. The summers, a rich bounty after having lasted the many months of winter, are magical but brief.” — Emily Swisher
In Montana summers, anything feels possible. Grassy green pastures stretch for miles with the yellow field of canola flowering in late June, contrasting the deep blue skies. Billowing gold castles of clouds tower overhead, subsiding late into the late before the shower of stars began to emerge. Spotted fawns nurse from their mothers while flights of hummingbirds dive and skitter thought the aspen groves in search of nectar. The summers, a rich bounty after having lasted the many months of winter, are magical but brief.