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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  • Midpoint in December

    12.15.16 I took this photo at 8 a.m. this morning, so cold with lake fog rolling…

  • Welcome home

    12.13.16 We were away from home, during a critical week in the holiday season.   Winter…

  • Winter preparedness

    12.04.16 We’ve been busy decorating all week, inside and out, and the house is ready for…

  • November solace

    11.30.16 If you’re nursing a crummy cold, and your kitty is missing, and you’re frightened about…

  • Waiting…

    11.27.16 We are back at home now, on pause, just waiting.  For snow, for some holiday…

  • Thanksgiving 2016

    11.18.16 There’s been so little light in this month.  A low beam of sunshine spread across…

  • ‘How the light gets in’

    11.13.16 Ring the bells that still can ring Forget your perfect offering There is a crack,…

  • Fog

    11.09.16 When I crawled into bed last night,  it was the early hours of a new…

  • Home from the sea

    11.07.16 “The three great elemental sounds in nature are the sound of rain, the sound of…

  • Cocktail hour

    10.25.16 At 5:00 pm, everyday, the kitties go down to the dock and wait for me…