By Marie F Martin

 I will let the pictures say what Montana is.  The first is a great grandson and his buddy discovering a pond at Woodland Park.   Six generations have lived, worked and played in Montana.

 The Second is Glacier Park during a rain.  The forest was dark, wet and smelled of cedar.  I have seen this cliff so many times and it  always appears different.

The third is a Montana son enjoying a day off at a stream.