If you live in Montana, you must accept the fact you will
experience times when you are driving someplace and the sky will stop you.
While driving across the valley the other day, this very thing happened
to me. After taking a turn I have taken thousands of times before without thought,
the sky struck me. I found the next available
turnout, pulled off the road, got out of my truck, and stood there just trying
to take it in. A sky so broad, so blue, and
so clear even the boldest hawks refused to lift against it.
I stood there for several minutes, smiling.
—Mitchell Hegman
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