June 17, 2011
June 9, 2011
Alder
It grows in disturbed areas, sometimes where other shrubs cannot establish themselves. I’ve seen dense thickets of it cover old forest roads, establish itself on burned hillsides and provide green growth in avalanche tracks.
I know that it improves soil fertility by fixing atmospheric nitrogen in nodules on its roots.
I’ve had it make me extremely uncomfortable when I had to push my way through its dense growth that completely covered a back country trail while hoping that the bear who left a fresh pile of scat and minutes-old tracks on the trail was not still in its almost impenetrable thicket.
Yet it was only recently that I realized that there is also beauty to be found in the tiny flowers in its long and drooping male catkins.
Sitka Alder ~ Alnus viridis 6/5
June 3, 2011
June 28, 2010
Catching up ~ little critters
Here are a few of the small critters that I’ve encountered during the last month or so: it wouldn’t be right to leave them out because they were kind enough to let me photograph them.
A Pine Siskin, maybe not the best groomed, but the friendliest of all our local birds. I think they are pretty special.
Crab spider: I thought they came in many colors until I found that they have the ability to change color, although it takes them a while to do it.
Not everyone has a hundred-pound bat hanging (literally) around the place. This one is a year-round resident.
This bull snake was pretty good sized and did his very best rattlesnake imitation for me complete with a hiss that sounded very much like a rattle and a quite professional strike at my hand. He’s a very pretty and beneficial snake!
A yellow-headed blackbird: I had never seen one before and thought I had quite a find until I read that they are actually very common.
Don’t pay any attention to this frog… he’s hiding.
June 3, 2010
There’s no place like home!
Two weeks ago as I returned from a few days visit to Arizona, these were some of the first scenes I saw in Montana as I crossed into the state from the south. Even though I was still nearly five hundred miles from my house in the northwestern part of the state, it felt so good to be home!
For over twenty years I lived away from Montana and in those years I would return for a couple weeks each summer to visit. During those trips, as I looked at these scenes the feeling was bitter sweet because I knew I would have to go back soon. This time the “bitter” was not there: I knew I didn’t have to leave again.
Beaverhead Mountains, southern Montana
Beaverhead Mountains, southern Montana











