It is easy to vacate in a place like Montana. I woke up with the morning light and took my cup of coffee outside with a book, and even later took my laptop out to work on the novel. After all, it’s also easy to be inspired when your scenery is a green yard framed by evergreen trees and mountains in the distance. The only sounds are the birds, the fierce humming of the hummingbirds and the steady drone of summertime bugs out among the trees.
A week there also means I’ll have quite a few upcoming posts about Montana. I went out to Glacier National Park four times, and each of those were new experiences: either the atmosphere of the experience or seeing a completely new tiny portion of the park. But until these posts: