Montana Meanderings

As I've wandered through life's ever-changing tapestry of adventures, weathering this storm or basking in the afterglow of a grand experience, I've learned that I am addicted to my meandering so, following whims and ideas and larks which happen by. Oh, I seldom leave the security of home but let my mind drift into a serendipitous kaleidoscope of artful imaginings. My imagination can so carry me away that I can smell the leather, taste the trail dust, nuzzle the baby's downy head. I feel emo...