Driving through paradise.

I think Montana's skies are by far the best I have seen. They contain an energy that is lacking in other places. The beauty of Montana's landscape is reflected in the atmosphere of the Big Sky country. The awe of the mountains and plains escape in the clouds that rumble over them. No photo or canvas can capture the sound, sight, and smell of God's country. Nor can they replicate that feeling that comes from the spirit of the people who try and tame the wild acres of Montana.

I was downstairs talking with my brother a bit ago when I knock came at our door. I asked my brother if he was expecting someone and he replied that he was. The person at our door was Apa Sherpa, he has climbed Mt. Everest 19 times! I had never met someone who had climbed Mt Everest before so up the stairs I went to change that. I got in a simple 'hello' and a handshake but oh how would I have loved to have an hour to talk him him. I can only imagine the stories he has. Likewise many wonderful people I have met as a missionary, too many to write here.
While I am pretty set in my opinions and views of the world I love hearing people's stories and ideas on "stuff". I think that is a healhty way to understand the world.
I enjoy being with people. While I'm not interested in being popular or the center of attention, being with and meeting people is a great source of joy in my life. I think there is great satisfaction in being close with people. This is something I feel is slipping in this digital age.
As much as being social is one of my joys it is also a great learning experience. Great social laws govern the world, most of which I don't understand but try to follow. I think I'm making along okay, despite some lost friends and lots of akward moments.
Well it has been several weeks of work on this, it has been a good time to evaluate and reflect even if there isn't much of anything said here. On to a new week waiting for another knock at the door, another Apa, maybe an old friend, or a new friend.

Still ringing in my ears.

It has been said that if you can't be on time then you should at least be early. That boded well for the concert last night. At the Murray theater, Chelsey and I were able to be right up against the stage to see As Tall as Lions and Dredge.
The show was another fine addition to a wonderful summer and a final fun thing before next semester starts. My favorite thing about going to concerts happens about a week after when you think back and remember how much fun it was. So onto another day but at least last nights music is still ringing in my ears. Below is some music from As Tall as Lions and Dredge, Enjoy!

Ahh summer!

I decided that the best place for me to ponder is my hammock. Not only because pondering can be just another word for napping. But because the backyard can be the perfect place to run away with your thoughts, even if the neighbor is mowing his/her yard ( which seems to happen quite often ). Summer is going to be long days and nights with me wrapped up in the snug sack pondering the days away. Who knows what wonderful things will happen with all the pondering I will do. By the end of summer I might write a best selling novel, cure cancer, run a marathon, or just be grumpy because summer is over and I have to put the hammock away. Stop in if you know where I live and say hello. There are plenty of spots for other hammocks if you want, just bring snacks!
Well you know where I will be! Happy Trails!