Last evening, while enjoying a majestic game of folf on Sheep Mountain in Clancy, MT, I stopped to urinate from atop a boulder. Looking out over the landscape, I awed at the still snow-covered mountains in the distance and the boulder riddled hills we were within.
I couldn't help but smile at the beauty and the relief from taking an overdue piss.
Note: I always forget to take pictures (not of the piss, but of the view).
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