Montana Again

I crossed into Montana today on I -25. Again, so many memories, especially in the Big Horn Mountains. Unlike my trip through here in May of this year on my way to Ohio, the terrain is the color of oat straw. A few irrigated crops remain unharvested but everything else is down. I had hoped…

Flying Cloud and Half Moon?

The morning is cool, calm, and luscious at only 60 degrees.  I feel fall in the air and I see in the forecast that we can expect thunderstorms. This is only a fluke; we have a hot, dry August ahead of us until fall finally graces our region. But, I like the promise of this…