This work started from a photography I took while visiting Bozeman Montana with my family to scatter my grandmother’s ashes. Our family used to own the old Bozeman diary in the early 1900s. The dairy is no longer operational, but the buildings and grounds are just as they were 100 years ago.
Hopefully this large plot of land just to the east of the “M” will forever stay the way it is (pristine and virtually untouched), but, if not, hopefully I have captured of bit of its history. There are more photos from this trip, perhaps I will take on one of those next.