“How beautifully leaves grow old. How full of light and color are their last days.” ~ John Burroughs “Autumn…the year’s last, loveliest smile.” ~John Howard Bryant
On July 27th we left the house at 7:00 a.m. Destination? Yaak, Montana. Why? My husband wanted to return to the place where he’d spent the summer 49 years prior. What could possibly lure him back to the middle of no where, that many years later? Stay with me; it won’t disappoint. Fast forward to…