A few years ago there was a song that came out about missing Montana. I can’t remember the whole gist of it, or the lyrics (great story, eh?)….except for this part of the chorus:
I miss the Balsamroot flower
All covered in dew
It’s what I miss about Montana….
Honey, it ain’t you
Yes it was it was a country song…as if ya’ll couldn’t tell.
Despite the fact I can’t remember all of the words, that song has been running through my head lately, mostly because Balsamroot mark the arrival of spring here in Missoula (and much of the Northwest) and they’ve finally arrived. So despite (again) the rain…I’ve been heading out on some of my favorite trails to catch a glimpse of the beauty of springtime in Montana. And I thought I’d share. Afterall…it’s one of my favorite things!
I’m sure every city and state has its own beauty in the spring…but this is Montana’s and I love it.