All of these lines across my face - tell you the story of who I am - so many stories of where I've been - and how I got to where I am - but these stories don't mean anything - when you've got no one to tell them to - it's true - I was made for you. B. Carlile

Friday, August 24, 2012

Around Butte

June around Butte looked like this...
 
Had our last snow in town on June 6th

Bare tied some flies

Made homemade peach icecream with toasted pecans (from my parents' backyard)

Bare grilled

I chased ducks.
Bare caught fish.
Bare caught more fish.

I took walks as I welcomed warmer weather.



 
 
 
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