The Road Home Redux

Riding across the plains of Idaho, you can see the majestic mountains of Montana's border ahead. Sometimes when I am driving toward this view, I think of a pioneering family plodding across the plains...spotting this view of the border and thinking, "How in the hell do we cross THAT?" They did and I admire their grit and determination.
Barbara is sleeping at the foundry tonight; waiting for me to return to take her to her new home in Oklahoma. I will be sleeping at home tonight....nestled in those mountains ahead.

PS: You'll have to go backwards if you would like to see Barbara's latest and last pictures from the foundry. Back-blipping is the way to go...