12 January 2013
John Denver and EmmyLou Harris recorded a song that pops into my head when I see a sky like this. The lyrics include "Oh, Montana, give this child a home....give him a fire in his heart... a light in his eyes...the wild wind for a brother, and the wiiild Montana sky." At least, that's the way I remember it.
11 January 2013
New Year perspectives, switching to a new track, derailing old habits - you see where this could go, I'm sure. But, lucky for you, my lunch hour is drawing to a close too swiftly for any cohesive confluence of thought to make it to this page, so you'll have to apply the above dribble of pump-primer to your own brain.
10 January 2013
09 January 2013
Language is a prime example. Looking at the above scene, a Montanan doesn't see trees marching up and over into a gully, but into a draw. Example: "Shhh! The biggest muley in the county just walked down into that draw!" For more Montana vernacular, click here to browse Todd Klassy's list, then be sure to view the stunning photos in his site.
08 January 2013
the west is still wild. Thankfully, what we've come to view as necessities - indoor plumbing, decent roads, cell phone service - are available in the midst of some of the planet's most amazing scenery and friendly people. But it's nice to know that if you head off on a canyon hike, you won't be able to answer your phone until you're able to say, "I'm looking across a mountain range into the next state - can I call you later?"
07 January 2013
If a tree fell in the forest but no one was around to hear it fall, would future firewood foragers even consider this?