vacation, pt. I

 The one thing I love about Montana is the sweet mountain air. I truly can't find the right words to describe such a sweet smell, and unless you know exactly what I'm talking about, you won't fully understand my loss for words.
While we were driving up the narrow and winding road to Logan's Pass in Glacier Park, the sun beamed down on the tips of the mountains, the shadows from the clouds creating such a spectacular view at the base of the grassy, mountain bases. Smiles and looks of awe on everyone's faces, camera lenses clicking away, the faint laughter of people hiking the rocky trails... Yep, this summer couldn't have gone better.