August in Augusta, MT

It's August, and we are in Augusta.

The land of a single building for the youth and senior centers.

The land of "if we don't have it, you don't need it."

This is small town America at it's quaintest.

 We had lunch at the playground, and celebrated the first of the month with coffee from the general store, and moved on. We're coming up to Glacier, and we all decided against stopping too long.