This month has flown by, things are extremely busy in Billings. The long and the short of it is things are good. We are excited for our church, we will work on a Habitat House on August 9.
Court, Avery and I just returned from a trip back to the "Dub" otherwise known as Wilmington, NC. I had the privilege of marrying one of our closets friends Jamie Miller, now Jamie Miller Craig. It was an awesome weekend. Great wedding, great friends, etc...
On Sunday I spoke at our old church. I felt a bit scattered but God seemed to use the message. Hopefully, I conveyed how God is at work in Montana and how we are trying to join in.
Then Monday came, our friends dropped us at the airport only to find out our flight was cancelled. No trip home! Thankfully some other friends of ours were out of town so we crashed at their place, which has a pool. A quick phone call or two turned the night into one final fair-well party. Avery played with her new boyfriend, Kaden, who by the way was the first little kid I liked. He is still my boy. She could do a lot worse. Though I am not ready for this whole crush thing. It was cute however.
I have long said I don't believe they have bugs in Montana, but this week I was reminded they have them in North Carolina. Avery has 21 bug bites as of today. She had a big week, she played with several of her friends and hung with all of the people who love to spoil her. She loves that and them.
Finally on Tuesday evening we began the trek home. We returned to Billings at 9 p.m., a day behind and tired. I woke up, went to work and hiked 7 miles with the young guy I work with on Wednesdays. Time for bed!
Oh, yea, I have no idea how I ever lived in such a hot, humid climate. I about died!
Court, Timber and I headed out today for a hike to Lost Lake, out and back totaling 11 miles. It was rather chilly at the start of our hike with temps in the low 50's and rainy. We didn't get a lot of pictures because of the weather, however we were heading up the trail around the 3 mile mark when I noticed Timber's head pop up. I looked to my right and at 75 yards stood a mother moose with her calf feeding in some grass along the stream. They paid us little mind.
