Glory be!! If there's one redeeming quality (okay, okay so there's more than one, but...) about driving the kids to school each and every weekday it is absolutely, without a doubt, the Montana sunrises. Take a deep breath, close your eyes and see it with me, reader-folk:
It's 8:00 a.m.,
The temperature gauge in your car reads 21 degrees,
But your seat heater (or heat seater as the hooligans, aka kids, call it) is keeping you nice and toasty warm,
You pull out of the garage,
And behold something that mere words simply cannot describe,
In all directions,
Yes, North; South; East; and West,
You are surrounded by towering, snow covered peaks,
360 degrees of pure mountain majesty.
You can't even see the sun itself,
But every single mountain range is aglow with an almost ethereal pink tinge.
But that's not all,
The sky is a clear, deep blue,
And you can still see the moon making its sleepy descent toward the West,
And when you look to the highest peak in the area,
It is radiating with a direct beam from that hidden, rising sun.
I've said it once but I'll say it again - G.l.o.r.y. B.e.!!!!