Out at the Metcalf Refuge

Winter provides no rest for photographers as it often offers a new slant to things. Its light is indeed, "slanted" and though brief, is often intense. 

When there's little happening within the local turkey community or on the water and its wildfowl residents or visitors, one turns his or her lens toward other subjects.

Winter comes to My Side of Montana

Last week, we in the Bitterroot were blessed with our first dusting of snow this autumn. Below are a couple scenes from around and about, found on the Old Darby Road.

Clouds breaking and rolling over the Como Peaks, Bitterroot Range.

This pony's winter coat took on a curly texture thanks to the change in the weather. 

A Community Effort

The Big Bear Playground, at Lewis and Clark Park, Stevensville, Montana, was built in about five days, thanks to a concerted push by local folks, many of whom drove this fleet of wheelbarrows about the site, depositing bark and other materials. Well-deserved pat on the back for all who organized and provided the muscle power to get it done.

New Neighbors

A pair of turkeys have discovered the "scratch" area we offer the quail. Guess the local feed and farm will welcome our effort to keep them coming by. Don't those wings look like a suit of armor?

Blue Skies and Red

When seasons change . . .  our skies in the Big Sky reflect such and quite often give us an afternoon or evening of celestial sculpture and splendor.  Here are some mare's tails from above and speaking of horses, doesn't that look like a stallion's neck?

And the glory of the sunsets here lately have been well worth missing anything television might offer.

Snapped from the car

Here are a couple of little bunches of White Park cattle. Such can be found here and there in the Bitterroot Valley of Montana. Says one owner: "They're gentle––like that." Their docile nature has attracted attention of those wanting a good temperament for easy handling on small acreages. That, plus the black nose and ears add a photogenic plus.