I, the bearer of this deed, a seeker of vast skies ,wide open spaces and the spirited ride make an oath and declare:
I will live in a place that is big enough to house my soul and beautiful enough to stir it. I will seek harmony with the land, and enjoy its rhythms, it’s season, it’s sunrises, its sunsets. I will saunter, gallop, canter and trot. I will be a star gazer, a horse whisperer, a trout whisperer and the space of hospitality. And I will always have a kind word for my neighbors.
Welcome to the last best place we call home. Montana, there’s a little in all of us.
December 26, 2007 at 8:34 pm
What a beautiful place! Sounds like you have your priorities in the right order.