Oh you guys, where do I start? Well, with the truth I guess: last week was a rough one.

I won’t bore you with the details (AKA I won’t complain about my life, since I’m the first to admit how blessed I am), but I had a couple of days where I just didn’t feel like myself. To sum it up, I was sad. For those of you who know me personally (or from reading this blog), sad is not a word that’s used to describe me. So I went to the place that I knew would help me with that feelings: I went home. 

Take a look…

Lover's Lane, the street I grew up on.
Lover’s Lane, the street I grew up on.
Wide-open spaces, an old barn and Haystack Butte.
Wide-open spaces, an old barn and Haystack Butte.
Roads like these are home for me and I drove quite a few of them over the weekend.
Roads like these are home for me and I drove quite a few of them over the weekend.
Fresh snow in the mountains.
Fresh snow in the mountains.
Twilight looking east.
Looking east at twilight.
The landscape seemed endless, even for this local Montana girl.
The landscape seemed endless, even for this Montana girl.
That Montana sky set my heart aflutter.
That Montana sky set my heart aflutter.
My baby brother, niece and I drove out to watch the sun set behind Haystack Butte.
My baby brother, niece and I drove out to watch the sun set behind Haystack Butte.
Shades of my life stretched out on the horizon.
Shades of my life stretched out on the horizon.
The aptly described Rocky Mountain Front, where the plains and mountains meet.
The aptly described Rocky Mountain Front, where the plains and mountains meet.

As for me, I left that weekend filled with the magic of the Rocky Mountain Front, my home and family and knowing that no matter what, I can always go home again. And for that, I’m forever grateful.

xo,
TT

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December 1, 2016

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Comments

Jeff Hinman
I love the peace that home can bring if you were fortunate as I was to have a wonderful life. We live in Washington DC and my daughter as a place on Flathead River near Big Fork Mt. We go every summer and it is the best and most beautiful place on earth!! I love your blogs and postings. Please keep us in our life and THANK YOU!! What made you sad?
Courtney
Sending you a hug, Tia.
TJ
It is the sign of a healthy, grounded, old soul that one can reinvigorate after reconnecting with the places of your past. Glad you are now at peace, and thank you for reminding all of us that there is no place like home.
(Ms.) Rusty Wire
Not only do your photos make my eyes happy, but warm my mountain-loving soul as well. Thank you enormously for sharing!
Stella bender
We fell in love with Montana a few years,ago...looking for our dream spot to build and retire someday. In the meantime we take our 3 kids,there all the time for family vacations....love your puctures...justt what I needed on a,dark gloomy Seattle morning!

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