Canada Wild Rye, Fort Shaw, Montana

Best I could find in the Montana Field Guides, this is Canada Wild Rye, albeit growing in Central Montana, close to Fort Shaw. 
The opposing curved forms remind me of how horses will stand close, each head to the others’ tail end; if they’re the same colour, the right angle gives view to a single Pushmi-Pullyu. 
(Thank you, Hugh Lofting, for encouraging childhood flights of fancy and unbridled imagination.)

Hard Used, Missoula, Montana

“…They blend along small-town streets
Like a race of giants that have faded into mere mythology.
Our eyes, washed clean of belief,
Lift incredulous to their fearsome crowns of bolts, trusses, 

struts, nuts, insulators, and such
Barnacles as compose
These weathered encrustations of electrical debris…”

From "Telephone Poles" 
by John Updike

(Click on the author's name, above, to read an insightful article on Updike's mother, also a writer.) 

Fenceline, Shelby, Montana

"Three long days of dust behind him, 
at least that many more to go. 
His job it is to ride the fences, 

to bend the wire and mend the posts...

Another sunrise finds him mounted 
ready to begin the day. For now the sun 
is at his back, no wind or rain to cloud 

their way. 

He loses count of what he mended on his 
journey east to west. He knows the 
corner post will greet him; three more 

lines until they rest."

From  "Riding Fences" by Alexander Beebe

Daisies Reaching, Lolo, Montana

It’s almost as if the daisies - precocious dreamers, all - are reaching, aspiring to the lofty cloud example.

Sun-Kissed Butte, Fort Shaw, Montana

Still at the Fort Shaw historical sign pullout, pivot and scan down the highway, then continue your rotation to gaze across the road. On a clear summer day, you’ll see this same sun-kissed butte across the waving meadow grasses. And at the far horizon, the hazy mountain silhouette means home is just on the other side.

Fort Shaw Splendour, Central Montana

If, during your Montana road trip along Hwy. 200, you pull over to read the historical marker sign at the Fort Shaw, this is the view you might see - or a very gloriously comparable one.
A different angle of how history brings new perspective to our lives.
(Zoom in to read the sign in the second photo.)

Beehives, Lolo, Montana

Montana’s honey varies widely in taste and texture, depending on the bees‘ foraging grounds. Knapweed honey has a particular zing and a coarser texture. Clover and alfalfa honeys tend to be milder and smooth. Whatever the flower source, it’s all the bees knees!

Marias River Hills, Central Montana

Montana’s Marias River has long been a source of inspiration, and continues to stimulate the minds of modern day troubadours and poets. Read more here from Tami Haaland, our State’s Poet Laureate, who grew up exploring along the Marias’s landscape.