Finding Home in Montana

“What is life? It is the flash of a firefly in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo in the wintertime. It is the little shadow which runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset.” Crowfoot, Native American warrior and orator

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  • Winter’s deep

    02.09.19 It’s been lightly snowing off and on all this week, and it snowed non-stop yesterday,…

  • February’s promise

    02.04.19 We drove home from Sun Valley yesterday in serious Winter.  Wet and heavy snow in…

  • Snow

    01.25.19 A Dust of Snow By Robert Frost The way a crow Shook down on me…

  • January moves along

    01.21.19 Fletcher gave this coffee cup mug warmer to his Mom for Christmas–the perfect gift for…

  • Super Blood Wolf Moon

    01.17.19 “Lunar Eclipse January 2019 is opposite Mercury and square Uranus. This signals unexpected events and…

  • The sky is low, the clouds are mean

    01.11.19 The sky is low, the clouds are mean,A travelling flake of snowAcross a barn or…

  • Twelfth Night

    01.05.19 Today is Twelfth Night and the official end of the holiday season, and, in medieval…

  • A New Year

    12.31.18 We are home to start the New Year.  Cormac, 10 years old, sent me a…

  • The Solstice and the Tomtens

      12.21.18 The Winter Solstice has arrived, and the full Long Night Moon was enormous as…

  • Wild Ice

    12.14.18 There’s this interesting interlude in our weather, from mid-November to mid-December, in which the temperatures…