Early Fall morning in the Bitterroot Valley

I awoke, one morning, to a glorious sight. The fog had settled onto the floor of the Bitterroot Valley. My back yard was bathed in a fine mist and the sun was just beginning to rise above the eastern mountain range.

I love mornings like this...all is peaceful and quiet. It makes you appreciate the wonder of nature all the more.

A Gift From The Heavens

Walk on a rainbow trail; walk on a trail of song, and all about you will be beauty.
There is a way out of every dark mist, over a rainbow trail.
- Navajo Song

Early this morning as the sun was rising from the east, I looked out at the storm slowly approaching over St Mary's Peak located in the Bitterroot Mountains. As I was watching the storm and the lightening, I was lucky enough to see two rainbows form right before my eyes. It was an amazing experience.

Ahh, Big Sky Country, there's nothing like it.

We have had some rather unusual weather this year. From our long and rainy Spring to the recent thunderstoms this summer. I just love the weather here in the Bitterroot Valley of Montana. You never know what you're going to get.

Backyard Splendor

Every now and then the clouds roll in and create a truly unique photogaphing opportunity right from my back yard. This was one of those times. A huge cloud bank had fromed just below Saint Mary's Mountain in the Bitterroot Valley of Western Montana.

I love Montana

I have seen much and been many places but I have to honestly say that Montana has to be my favorite place of all. I want to share this photo with you. It was taken by Josh Schutz in the Mission Mountains near Ronan just north of where I live. This photo depicts western Montana at it's finest. The majesty of the Mission Mountains, the old barn which was falling apart and the community restored it, the freshly rolled hay in the field and of course the 'Big Sky' under which it all sits. Just beautiful. I am honored to live in such a beautiful place.

Spring is finally here

I think Sring has finally arrived in Western Montana. It is still cold at night, in the low to upper 20's, but it warms up in the afternoon to the 50's and 60's. The grass is finally throwing off new green shoots and the horses are just loving it. They jump, run and play as if they too, are celebrating the arrival of Spring. My resident Magpies are busy renovating last year's nests. They have nested in the same tree, just outside my window, for the last 8 years. They usually have 3 to 4 offspring every year and I am looking forward to seeing the new babies. They seem to trust me enough by now to let me help them look after the new ones.
Easter is tomorrow. Where has the last month gone? It will be a wunderful day. The grandchildren, Riley and Ethan, will be here and I can't wait to see the look on their little faces when I give them each their giant, soft and fluffy, stuffed bunny.
Happy holidays to all. Be safe and enjoy one another's company.

Mountain Storm

Here it comes...a picture of a snow storm rolling in over St. Mary's Peak in the Bitterroot Valley of Montana.