Raising a cup: Here is to the summer moonrises, the crisp stars, long days of sunshine and wind. Here is to the wide open landscapes uncluttered with the chaos, and the silence that speaks more than any words will ever know. To the late night bird song and the owls and coyotes call, the wind whistling over rocks and the creeks inviting all around for miles. Here is to the sky, unlimited and sparkly day and night, and the ground covered in grasses and flowers and scattered with animals and mountains. To the views we breath in, to the lakes we skinny dip, and the nights that are our bed. The rest be damned, here is an ode to Montana.