Bluegrass Hat Stand, Missoula, Montana

When the music is hot, hats may come off, as evidenced by this back stage corner mid-set with the

Ruby Jewel Band. And no sense letting a handy guitar stand sit idle for the duration.

Low Water, Lee Metcalf Refuge Stevensville, Montana

“Hear the summons night and day
Calling us to come away.
From the heights we leap and flow
To the valleys down below.
 
Always answering to the call,
To the lowest place of all.
Sweetest urge and sweetest pain,
To go low and rise again.”

- From “The Water Song” from "Hinds Feet on High Places" by Hannah Hurnard

Reduced Circumstances, Missoula, Montana

Reduced from the verdant transport of Upland Cress to a dry-bones back alley. But maybe this box will get scooped up for another chance to be something else in its lifetime - like a sculpture or even a building!

Graceful Dialogue, Stevensville, Montana

"The artist is the confidant of nature, flowers carry on dialogues with him through the graceful bending of their stems and the harmoniously tinted nuances of their blossoms. Every flower has a cordial word which nature directs towards him." ~Auguste Rodin

Flowery Pub, Missoula, Montana

Missoula’s Old Post Pub contributes their bit to the city’s charming downtown vibe.

Flowers... are a proud assertion that a ray of beauty outvalues all the utilities of the world.
- Ralph Waldo Emerson

Easy-Peasy, Missoula, Montana

Labour Day: a day on which we do not labour.
My guess is this day's title is not so much an oxymoron but rather commemorative of a point in history.
Feeling obligated to do my part in celebrating, I'm taking it easy and reposting an old favourite photo.

Fall-ish, Stevensville, Montana

First day of September, and summer is still going strong. But signs of impending autumn peek through: a lone yellow leaf, grasses turning wheaten, rose hips jutting. And a knit-off at the Ravalli County Fair - always a definite clue to fall arriving.