On day two in Kalispell, we visited Flathead lake.
In the morning, a golden line of sun came through our window. I laid my head against the bed springs, feeling like a little baby in a cradle. It was the first time in months I felt cozy enough to deeply deeply sleep and sweetly sweetly dream.
When we arrived, the air was soft and smelled like pine. I could feel tiny goosebumps traveling between my arm hairs, not because of wind or frozen air, it was the beauty of the lake that made me shiver. We didn't stay for long, but there was just enough time to look at pine cones and hike the trails with our dogs.
There is something in me that wants to feel like I can return to Flathead lake whenever I want just by closing my eyes.
we returned home (our temporary home) to a bottle of red wine and two tired puppy dogs.