A random wander to kill time on hold today resulted in a nifty news clip from thirty-ish years ago that highlights a tiny town in the middle of Montana and there’s a quick screen shot of my Grandmother’s home. And back to the grindstone! I’m hunting down lovely beach homes for a client, working on Memorial weekend this year will kinda sorta feel like a vacation. . .at the beach, only no towel and shoes will be required. Le sigh. Hi mom, I’m very jealous you’re on vacay at this very moment.