Super 8 Big Timber
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- Continental Breakfast
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Wheelchair accessibility
- Free parking
- Pets allowed
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The skies above the Absaroka range had an alien quality to them, it seemed thicker, more like plasma than air. An unearthly beauty. The mountains stayed frozen with their peaks enraptured in the electric blue and white of St. Elmo's Fire, while houses and evolving landscapes swept by the forefront like a stage play depicting the passage of time. This was the view as we set sail for Bozeman, Montana; panoramic bucolic scenery. I never ...
... to fall over the lip of the cliff - whether or not some of the robins had built nests in the cliff face below my feet. They kept coming back, disappearing then reemerging, sometimes with the water bugs still flitting their wings outside their murderous beaks. Interesting how one eats and one dies, amidst all this beauty. How fragile the victim, how daunting the foe. Most striking and mesmerising of all was how the sun gleamed off the roiling ...
... and there tufts of flowers are in bloom, giving a spotty coloring the the green well-cut grass. I see the streamline blue horizon high above me, peering down as though it were the great Being watching over ...
"Just a closer walk with Thee
grant it Jesus, is my plea
I'll be satisfied as long as I walk, dear
Lord, close to Thee"
Today we mosey around and draw up blueprints for tomorrow's activities; it seems that Bozeman might have us ...
... waves, others can be calculated. When you sit on your chair at your desk - on an unseen level the chair and desk are alive, not sentient but subject to life and decay. Why did this fact break from the world's consciousness? The ancient Greeks knew it not by any name, but that the world is alive. The Aristotelean and Platonic philosophies are steeped in the knowledge that everything is a living organism; although consciousness can be separated from the living. This ...
... heard of half of these guys, but after seeing their giant faces carved into a mountain I'll probably remember for a long time. It was pretty impressive though and I bet America is really proud of it. After staring up at them for a while, we set off for home but not before venturing through the eye of the needle (an extremely narrow road tunnel, each mirror was barely centimeters from scraping the walls) and walking around a beautiful Sylvan Lake.