
Twelve days into Two Dot and a few days from the official start of summer. There’s been plenty of lawn mowing and family visiting, a trip to Great Falls and several days in Bozeman. I have begun stabbing away at my work, but am not sure what it is yet. I think is has something to do with the horizon line…a line that is not real, yet defines exactly where you are, suggesting a meeting place of the celestial and the mundane.