…in honor of all mothers of every kind everywhere…
“If it’s wild to your own heart, protect it. Preserve it. Love it. And fight for it, and dedicate yourself to it, whether it’s a mountain range, your wife, your husband, or even (god forbid) your job. It doesn’t matter if it’s wild to anyone else: if it’s what makes your heart sing, if it’s what makes your days soar like a hawk in the summertime, then focus on it. Because for sure, it’s wild, and if it’s wild, it’ll mean you’re still free. No matter where you are.” ― Rick Bass
Sandhill Crane
photo credit: fwallpapers.com
There are days in Montana when you feel like you are actually dancing with flora and fauna. On just a regular Saturday drive through the woods, in addition to countless critters, today I saw some rare ones:
A Sandhill Crane
A Black Bear
A Loon
A Trumpeter Swan
A Bald Eagle with a fish in its talons
Trumpeter Swan
Arnica
And some springtime favorites:
Calypso Orchid (Fairy Slippers)
Glacier Lily
Oregon Grape
Arnica
Wild Strawberry
And my very favorite NW Montana tree: (the only conifer to lose its needles each fall) The Larch, so new and green among its fellow soldier conifers
Calypso Orchid
Larch
Glacier Lily
Wild Strawberry
Oregon Grape
Loons
I would love to share my Montana Muse with you at a Haven Retreat
2015 (now booking)
June 3-7 (full with wait list)
June 17-21 (full with wait list)
September 9-13 (almost full)
September 23-27
October 7-11
October 21-25
“Keep close to Nature’s heart… and break clear away, once in awhile, and climb a mountain or spend a week in the woods. Wash your spirit clean.”
–John Muir
I love the Rick Bass Quote… My love for Warren, my right hand husband is wild, deep, mysterious. Here we are Trapped in the stories we ARE living, inching our way, ever since I came to Haven last September, to something else… something new… stay tuned.
DO I have to commit to writing 30 submittable pages, to come a 2nd time???Where doe that Rick Bass quote come from?
The miracle of growing up in the Gallatin Valley was, for me, a blessing. I, of course, was not aware of either the miracle or the blessing at the time. Writing down my story reveals both as I continue to pen my love letter to my sons. It’s become clear that immersion in nature acts as the great teacher it is meant to be. It nurtured me, shaped me and continues to affect the way I live my life. And I am grateful. Thank you so much for the pictorial, Laura.