Montana

Wind whispers past my hair into my ears, fresh crisp cold air meets my face. Birds dance in waves riding the tides. Big open skies, miles of lush rolling hills. Remnants of the past and present homesteads scattered throughout the plains & into the mountains. Livestock roaming the grounds. Roads that roll with the hills for as far as you can see. Rows of crops and hay bales lining the plains. Sharp jagged mountains in the distance. Eagles, Hawks, and Vultures soar above. Tall, wicked trees scattered throughout the valley. The Yellowstone River vastly flowing throughout the valley providing life and necessity.