#Autumn

shorter days (and smoky chipotle sweet potato soup)

nights come early now, darkness settling in even before we sit down to dinner. the snow melts; the last aspen leaves rattle and flutter...

coffeeandwoodsmoke

Nov 12, 20202 min read

Swing the axe In the hour before daylight Note the sparks That attend to the blade — Jeffrey Foucault, Dishes If I look over the top...

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Oct 9, 20184 min read

She slowly emerges from the tall grasses at the lip of the crumbling fish ladder. Her head swings from side to side as she surveys the...

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Oct 2, 20184 min read

If you keep driving: beyond the outskirts, past the horses and hay bales, to the far side of split rail fences and civilization. If you...

coffeeandwoodsmoke

Sep 25, 20182 min read

Before I begin today’s post, I would like to extend a heartfelt thank you to those following my blog. Welcome to the world of coffee and...

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Sep 18, 20183 min read

An almost imperceptible shift in the light. A slant of golden, the earth’s turning reflected in sunflowers’ faces. The skies blue again...

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Sep 3, 20184 min read

Daybreak reveals a heavy grey blanket of sky, coming to rest just above slate mountains’ rise into icy peaks. It looks like November. ...

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Nov 19, 20152 min read

This morning there is rain, a steady drumbeat against the corrugated tin roof, streams pouring out of gutter spouts and a grey mist...

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Sep 15, 20152 min read

Autumn has arrived. I was away on travel for just over a week, and when I returned the season had changed. Days and nights cool,...

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Sep 7, 20152 min read

An unexpected and sudden storm blew in late afternoon last week. The skies in Montana had been thick with smoke from wildfires burning...

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Aug 31, 20153 min read