On the way to Kalispell this morning, as I rounded the bend at Creston, I noticed that the fields were showing a bit of green. The valley snow has been nearly gone for over a week and temperatures have been in the mid-50’s to nearly 70 one day.
Things are starting to get green.
*The main “crop” is hay for cattle and horses.
Somers, Montana that is. Karl and I walk on the “Rails to Trails” historic foot and bike path on our way to the grocery in Kalispell. Yesterday started with drizzle but gave way to sun and stayed that way.
A Somers Day.
I have fallen in love with Leesa’s photography and the aura of gentle goodness at her site: Peace of my mind
Today, she posted “My Little Rocky” aka Rocky, the Flying Squirrel
When I was something around pre-teen, my family took care of a flying squirrel. I don’t remember the exact circumstances, but he was “Rocky” naturally (Rocky and Bullwinkle….) …oops, he was “Pocket” because he liked to be in a Pocket (my mother took care of him for a Sunday School student of hers who couldn’t take him when he went off to college. Peter originally got Pocket from camp which was overrun with the squirrels) and my memory is of being locked in the bathroom with him while his cage was being cleaned and of him swooping around the bathroom and eventually climbing up the inside of my pajama leg :) ! It was an incredible experience and wonderful memory. (My mother writes that I screamed….)
I had no idea there were flying squirrels in Montana before seeing Leesa’s photo. Despite squirrels giving Karl fits, I may just have to put a feeder up and check it in the wee, small hours…
Yesterday, Karl and I walked on the 40 acres of State Land woods adjacent to my rear property boundary. We were fortunate this winter to get out there a lot, walking on top of wonderful snow that covered all the weeds, burrs and downfall. But, it was nice to smell that spring ground smell as the grass and dirt and trees warm up and come to life with most of the snow gone.
Bob was waiting near the house, somewhat hidden in the grass. The sun was warm and he looked like he could barely keep his eyes open.
Karl picked a cooler spot – in the snow, in the shade – for his post walk nap. He can hardly keep his eyes open either. We took our time in the woods. The grass will grow high and new weeds, new burrs will make it more difficult to walk out there during the summer.
Spring Woods – very pleasant!
This is probably the last moonrise that can be captured here until Fall – these photos from last evening about 7:30. From now through summer, it will be too light at moonrise. Full moon is two nights away but it was clear last evening and just barely close enough to a just after 8 sunset to catch the moon over the mountains.
The road to my home. My house sits on the far side of the wooded area looking to the Swan Range. Whether I’ve been gone on a quick errand or a months long rv trip, the turn on to my road home is a wonderful thing. I am always grateful that I have the opportunity to be right where I am and have Karl and Bob to share it with.
Photo taken yesterday, April 6, 2009.
Links to prior “Road Home” photos:
May-December Romance
Fall Edition