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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  • Changing seasons

    05.17.18 It happens every year.  All of a sudden the sun is shining, it’s 75 degrees,…

  • Stormy weather

    05.11.18 Well, we made it through our birthdays with champagne and chocolate, a pint of great…

  • Mornings

    05.06.18 “Do we really need much more than this?  To honor the dawn.  To visit a…

  • Tender fleurs

      04.30.18 The Merry Month of May starts tomorrow, and last week’s warmth and sunshine gave…

  • Back to the water ranch

    04.24.18 We had such a fun week-end in Billings with our family.  Soccer games, bike rides,…

  • Springtime on the lake

      04.18.18 We’ve had some good soaking rains, stiff breezes, corn snow, and respites of sunshine…

  • Home to April

    04.13.18 It’s Friday the 13th, and at least we didn’t awaken to yesterday’s snow on the…

  • Aloha!

    03.28.18 We are off to Hawaii in a few days, in search of the fabled green…

  • First day of Spring

    03.20.18 Yesterday, I went out to the dock to photograph the last sunset of Winter.  I…

  • Happy St. Patrick’s Day!

      03.17.18 When after the Winter alarmin’, The Spring steps in so charmin’, So fresh and…