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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  • The sky is falling!

    03.15.20 “Goodness gracious me, the sky is falling, the sky is falling!!!  Henny Penny And, here…

  • Night flight

    03.07.20 The night migration of birds is now underway.  In the spring and fall, back before…

  • Far from home

    02.29.20 I love watching the flight tracker screen on transcontinental adventures.  We are flying over the…

  • Waiting for Spring

    02.14.20 Valentine’s Day is always such a nice splash of flowers and red hearts with love…

  • Light in February

    02.07.20 02.07.20 “Winter lies too long in country towns; hangs on until it is stale and…

  • Weather Observations

    01.31.20  “Conversation about the weather is the last refuge of the unimaginative.”  Oscar Wilde Finland’s Weather…

  • Finding Winter

    01.25.20 I have had writer’s block, finding nothing about the lackluster weather to inspire me.  The…

  • Staying warm

    01.14.20 “Parts of Montana are about to get a winter’s blast the likes of which hasn’t…

  • January

    01.07.20 “In the bleak midwinter Frosty wind made moan, Earth stood hard as iron, Water like…

  • The New Year

    01.01.20 “The old year dies and we face the new year as though it were an…