From the Ruins

I’m watching the news, listening to the stories from so many in Colorado who’ve lost their homes, and I’m brought back to a cold day in January of 1988. I was in 8th grade, sitting in my language arts class, pretending, I’m sure, to hear what Mrs. McCurdy was saying—something about run-on sentences or punctuation […]

June 30th, 2012|

When I Think of Montana…

…I think of majestic blue, snow-capped mountains. I think of crystal clear rivers, streams and lakes. I think of endless stretches of golden prairies dotted with grazing cattle. I think of a night sky so full of stars, it sparkles like a black sea littered with diamonds. In the fall, brilliant shades of red, yellow […]

June 29th, 2012|