my time in montana is expiring as quickly as i am falling in love with this little county. a precious, delicate place where even the preamble of the constitution makes me emotional with its majesty: “We the people of Montana grateful to God for the quiet beauty of our state, the grandeur of our mountains, the vastness of our rolling plains, and desiring to improve the quality of life, equality of opportunity and to secure the blessings of liberty for this and future generatio

to Yellowstone National Park the beauty stretches for ages without end, running along the mountains to the valleys, then through the...

A photobooth at the local exhibition “The Lost Cities Series: Kampong Port Cities of the Pre-colonial era”. Photo taken by me on...

when she's fluttering, do you think of butterflies with snowy whitecaps, coming, going, but always coming back? when she's laughing, do...

Trapped inside the classroom, Eyes down, sit down, hold on tight We're gonna stare at screens for hours We're gonna burn our eyes...

Do the birds in the canopy feel free Do they get tired of flying Do they fear poachers Do they long for the sea? Do the fishes in the...

Written December 2019 That was it. She pronounced precisely, perfectly what I had failed to for eighteen years. With that single word she...

There, ​in the most hostile of environments - between the little gaps the concrete or bitumen slabbed ground, a green head would emerge....