27 October 2012

Aspen Minority, Missoula, Montana

Quaking aspen are a common enough tree in Montana's forests, but every so often they're the odd man out. It reminds me of the trees that bordered the yard of my childhood home. Every fall, one tree in the lineup stayed green after all the others had turned golden, and it hung onto its leaves way past when all the others were bare. As a kid, I marveled at this in innocent wonder - maybe its magic that makes this tree special! - until one of my wiser siblings shattered my illusions by pointing out that it was the tree closest to the septic tank. It wasn't as life-changing as when I learned what goes into hot dogs, but a little bit of innocence died that day. So, the moral of the story is watch what you say to little kids.

26 October 2012

Golden Leaves, Missoula, Montana

Crisp air, golden leaves, blue sky, a tidy white fence...a few of many sensory reasons to get out into the autumn landscape.

25 October 2012

St. Patrick's Hospital in Missoula, Montana, has created a calming oasis courtyard, a blessing to patients and family and staff.  This is the lovely view from the 2nd floor Day Surgery waiting room.  A caring and efficient surgery team ensured my husband's surgery went well. Thanks, St. Pat's!

24 October 2012

Saddle Up, Missoula, Montana

If you've ever had that perfect garment or pair of shoes that fits just so and makes everything better by the wearing, you have some insight into how important a good saddle is to a frequent rider.  (If you've ever come off a horse with a big old blister on your backside, yours is a different insight, namely that your ride should have been shorter since your last jaunt was years ago. That would be me, learning the hard way.)
Custom saddlery is a mix of art and relevant science, involving the study of Natural Horsemanship. Indulge your inner curious cat by visiting the site of the Bitterroot Saddle Company.

23 October 2012

Stormy Weathered Wall, Missoula, Montana

Well, I don't know about "bushels of fun" but there has been some "snowin' and blowin'" here in Western Montana.  And here I was still hoping to wear my flip-flops on one more weekend. (Remember the good old naive days when flip-flops were still called thongs?)

22 October 2012

Fall Foliage, Missoula, Montana

Sunday was a perfect fall day to get together with good people for a weenie roast, baked apples, and hot cider.

21 October 2012

Typically, when people talk about painting their house, such a work of art is not what they have in mind. But, Missoula, Montana, is a town rampant with varied creativity, so the neighbors shouldn't have been too surprised. It definitely makes for easy directions: "Once you're on 7th Street, just go 3 blocks past the flying pigs house - you'll know what I mean when you see it - and we're the boring tan house on the corner."