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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  • Mercy in the sky

    09.20.17 Rain, at last.  At noon today, they’re rescinding the Stage II fire restrictions.  It’s all…

  • Fall is here to stay

    09.15.17 This was the banner on our NOAA forecast page this morning.  Just like that, over…

  • A new direction

    09.12.17 They say our weather, at last, is headed in a new direction.  Over a week…

  • Closed for the season

    09.07.17 I’ve been hunkered down, sheltering in place, hermetically sealed inside the house for days and…

  • September woes

    09.03.17 We are in another heavy smoke period.  The legendary Sperry Chalet burned to the ground…

  • Summer is ending

    08.30.17 Summer is coming to an end, despite our dry and smoky skies.  Here we are,…

  • ‘Where there’s smoke, there’s fire’

    08.11.17 These days feel dangerous.  Not just because our President tweets we are “locked and ready”…

  • August morning

    08.06.17 It was nice to see some cloud bits this morning.  Now that the smoke from…

  • Dog days of summer

    08.01.17 “… the first week of August is motionless, and hot. It is curiously silent, too,…

  • Summer floats along

    07.26.17 We are already nearing the end of July.  The heat continues and there is not…