19 April 2014
A kayaking friend showed me her massive calf bruise last week, and then explained that, despite warmer days, our currently cold nights stave off rapid snow pack melt and thus keep river water levels fairly stable, and pretty much ideal for undaunted water fiends. (Yes, this is my simplified interpretation of what she really said.)
So, these leftover fall leaves will have to continue their waiting for high water to send them on a rapids adventure.
But devoted kayakers are zipping into dry suits and heading out to Alberton Gorge to get back in the water while the gettin' is good.
18 April 2014
"But to the spirit which has stripped off for a moment its own idle temporal standards, the grass is an everlasting forest, with dragons for denizens; the stones of the road are as incredible mountains piled one upon the other; the dandelions are like gigantic bonfires illuminating the lands around; and the heath-bells on their stalks are like planets hung in heaven higher than the other." - G.K. Chesterton, "A Defence of Humilities," The Defendant
17 April 2014
“But courage does not consist of a lack of fear. Only a fool has no fear. Courage is the ability to get the job done in spite of fear. He got the job done.” - Thomas Sowell, of Chuck Stone (1924-2014) intervening in a hostage situation
Walking - or simply being - amidst Montana’s vast wide-openness recalibrates situational perspectives, and engenders hope to displace worry.
I highly recommend it when courage needs replenishing.
16 April 2014
“There's a fine line between stubbornness and the positive side of that, which is dogged determination.”
- Jeb Bush
“The most essential factor is persistence - the determination never to allow your energy or enthusiasm to be dampened by the discouragement that must inevitably come.”
15 April 2014
I’m not sure if this little budding pine cone is correctly called by a different name, but I do know I’ve never looked closely before at such a one emerging. It’s lovely how the lower layers wrap around the needles; this version appears so much more delicate than its final sturdy self.
14 April 2014
13 April 2014
“Crocuses”, says I, “and the first I've seen in this glorious gold!”
“Take a picture!” says J, “Nobody’s home….”.
So I did. Actually, I took several.
And we didn’t get caught and stammer awkward apologies for crossing the driveway and sidewalk of strangers and crouching cozily at their front doorstep. Nor did we (as would be more likely) initiate chatty conversation to compliment their stunning flora (that pretty much hollered across the yard, "Hey! Over here! Yah, that's right, I'm talkin' to you....")