Beauty

Childhood memories can be some of the deepest connections with family we will ever have.  The smells, the sounds, the feelings, they can all come rushing back in an instant. Funny how our senses work in that way. 35 years can be pushed aside with the sound of song on the radio or the smell of a lighting storm on the prairie.  I relived many of my childhood memories in mid June as Chris and I took our family across the state in search of our Beautiful Women.

35 years ago I had taken a similar trip with my parents.  I had forgotten some of the beauty of our Peace Garden state. As we wound our way around this expansive state the theme for our trip was continually in our heads. Beauty. Writers, artists, poets some of the worlds wisest people have attempted to come up with the definitive definition. And today’s modern culture has made the word more blurry then ever.  Beautiful Women of North Dakota will take you down an alternative road. A road truly ‘less traveled’ then most. But just as important. In the next few weeks I will relay to you some of the wonderful stories we ran across, with our Beautiful Women to be reveled in mid October.

Our trip we took with my parents and my father wrote a great article about the trip that ran in newspapers around the state.  Here is a link.

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