The Covid-19 restrictions are slowly loosening in Montana. I have mostly been spending time in the forests where we live next to the tribal forest on the Confederated Salish and Kootenai Tribes Flathead Reservation. I am privileged to be here. I have been looking through some recent photographs I took of the waterfalls of the …
It has been awhile since I’ve posted. I took this photograph of Grey Wolf peak, part of Mission Range, on September 30 while out walking near my home in Northwest Montana. That storm brought about six inches of snow to our place, not much compared to Browning where they had four feet of snow. Today …
Some times the water and sky glide together in such a way that I slip into a space with them and rest for a while. Maybe it is the motion and the mingling – a reminder that we are always intertwining – that catches me. The movement of the water took the osier red of …
It is a strange small yet vast journey to stare at the water running in Big Knife Creek and try to capture sun lines–the tiny lines feel so big–views of the energy of the sun and water written out in wild brilliant script. I also seek images of circles within the water. Can you see …
The snow has mostly melted off except for in the more shaded places where I walk. The irrigation ditch holds reflections of early winter in slow movement. Today I was drawn to a favorite red-orange rock, reflected blue sky and water plants blended by the flow of Big Knife Creek. I was drawn to the …
Today there is sun. Flickers fly back and forth from the house eaves. I am not sure what they are eating. Snow has melted at our elevation. The bare branches of late fall bring a different architecture of light to the landscape. Yesterday I walked along Big Knife Creek. The bright colors are gone …
Leaves like bright birds ― I am looking for the light amidst the tangled darkness ― Yesterday on NPR I heard an interview with Rabbi Moishe Mayir Vogel about the hate crime killing eleven people in Pittsburgh. He said, “We’ve got to get up, get out into the community and bring more light into this world.” …
Since my last field note we had snow in the mountains but this last week we have had many warm days with some frost at night. Yesterday it was almost 70 degrees. The Larch trees have turned and are getting ready to release their gold. I continue to photograph leaves. Wandering through rocks and fallen …
Aeration―water from the mountains flowing through the beaver dams to the Jocko River as it moves towards the ocean. I wish I could hear all the stories it could tell. One night last week the irrigation ditch held the glow of fall light. This last week small leaves caught me in the drama and a …
Rain cleaned the air. It feels more like fall every day. Yesterday I sat next to Big Knife Creek with the glassy greens and sky reflections in the water. Sometimes I do edit my photographs to collaborate with the natural forms in the image and emphasize certain lines, colors, textures, shapes… but I did not …
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