Today, I flew from Dallas to Denver, where I met cousin Missy and my dad. We then flew to Kalispell, Montana to visit Krista and Tony, who live in nearby Whitefish. This is my third visit, and each time it seems more beautiful here. We're all pretty tired, but I wanted to share a few photos of the day. Good night from Whitefish, where the air is clean, the breeze is cool, and a gigantic wild turkey strolled across the front yard this evening.