Last weekend, some friends and I traveled to Montana for a wedding, appreciating the natural beauty from the view of car window. We stopped and gazed at this scene, traintracks just below this grassy cliff. The water, we found, was crisp, nearby rocks seemed to be destined as sunbasking chaises. We might have spent only a little more than a half an hour here, but time stretched in such a way that you can say these are the moments of our lives.