16 July 2016

Balanced Meal - Missoula, Montana

From left to right, clockwise: S'mores, Salty Caramel, Chocolate Love. 
All locally made from scratch from real ingredients, the Sweet Peaks way.
Which inspires so much loyalty that I was at Sweet Peaks twice last night. The first visit was in the company of The Best Husband Ever, Delightful Daughter and We're Watching You Boyfriend, who simply could not wait until after the arrival of my sis and brother-in-law, whose flight from Vegas was delayed a couple hours. Must. Have. Sweet Peaks. Now!
The second visit was with sis and brother-in-law, who buckled up into my car at 9:41 PM and immediately asked, "Are we gonna make it to Sweet Peaks before they close?" at 10:00 pm. Since I have my priorities straight, we made it with 4 minutes to spare.
And for al of this, we are thankful.

15 July 2016

Downtown Summer Evening Glow - Missoula, Montana

July stays up fairly late in Montana, the evening's golden beams beckoning to bask a while out in the sun's warming rays. My evening stroll took me past the back of the downtown Post Office, its Indiana limestone and granite blocks gilded with the last of the day's light. Constructed from 1911 to 1913, the building is number 13 on Missoula's historic walking tour. Check out the other stops here - and don't forget to stop for ice cream.

14 July 2016

Tasteful Advice - Sweet Peaks, Missoula, Montana

"My advice to you is not to inquire why or whither, but just enjoy your ice cream while it's on your plate." 
Thornton Wilder (1897-1975)

(Yes, the taste-full season at Sweet Peaks is again in full swing and fine form. We've already gleefully indulged this summer in Strawberry Fields Forever, all-time fave Orange Cardamom, Coconut Dream, Chocolate-Covered Potato Chip and something, London Fog, DOMO Espresso, several chocolate-laced originals...and a few more...on the generous side of "few"...not counting the multiple new flavours sampled off a taste-testing popsicle stick in search of each visit's perfect flavour. Good thing we now have Pokemon Go to provoke a post-ice cream walk about downtown.

12 July 2016

Quiet Parlour - Garnet Ghost Town, Montana

As I walked through Garnet ghost town, seeing through windows and doorways the abandoned leftovers of an earlier generation's hopes and dreams, snatches of lyrics and melody from David Francey's song "Torn Screen Door" kept circling in my head: 

"Weeds overgrown in a garden 
sown with care
It used to be someone's home
Now no one lives there

...They worked their fingers
To the bone
Nothing left
They can call their own
Packed it in under leaden skies
With just the wheat
Waving them goodbye 

...Hung a sign on a torn screen door
Nobody lives here no more..."

David Francey is one of my all-time favourite songwriters. His well-crafted songs tell the stories of all of us amidst the everyday commonplace - especially if you every lived in a small town in Canada. If you haven't had the pleasure of his musical company, check out his YouTube channel here and connect to his website here

11 July 2016

Gently Gleaming - Garnet Ghost Town, Montana

"...Some memories are gray
Some gently gleam
An undying ray
To the impossible dream
The unalterable bridge
To yesterday
A smile, tear or sigh
Then it fades away….
A ripple, a rhyme
A small wave in the sea
A moment in time….
….then a memory"

-from "Then A Memory..." by Janet Martin

Enjoy some of Janet's sibling summer memories in her Friday post here.