Here we all are, if you discount Eden’s face – she did.  This is our third day in Montana as well as the third morning Paul did not shave.  Banjos have not yet begun to strum, but they will…they will.

Eden was told she could not step onto the rock.  Clever (and naughty) girl, she dropped to her knees to throw pebbles in a puddle.  Please note the mountains and then remember, this is an “ugly” day in Montana.

This was where we stopped to have lunch.  It was cool and the wind was blowing.  Sherry bemoaned the lack of sun, but it seemed perfect for a picnic at Glacier Park.