National Museum of the American Indian

I hadn’t looked for it before. But now that it’s there, it feels really good.

Capital Capital

“I have sworn upon the altar of God eternal hostility against every form of tyranny over the mind of man.”

Right in the middle of it all, we visited our Nation’s Capital.

On the surface, anyone can see that we have had a lot going on. But under the surface, there is so much more.

My friends instantly changed plans so that they could help me with the UHaul. God bless real friends.

This is how far behind in blog posts I am: I left off before I got a chance to post about our concert in Montana. That concert was on July 23.

I like the role of photographer.

From the moment I saw this tree, I thought it was Tree Inge, a character from my childhood.

Despite a threat of wildfire, unlike last year’s visit, this year Montana skies stayed blue.

I got to spend some one-on-one time with one of my nephews before Pedro and I drove him back home to Montana.