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in the company of wolves
“Only the mountain has lived long enough to listen objectively to the howl of a wolf.” — Aldo Leopold, Thinking Like a Mountain Soda...
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coffeeandwoodsmoke
Oct 22, 20184 min
rootedness
The afternoon air leans warm and golden sunlight filters through tree branches near-bare of leaves. I walk the path as it dips down level...
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coffeeandwoodsmoke
Oct 9, 20184 min
woodsmoke
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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coffeeandwoodsmoke
Oct 2, 20184 min
good mom
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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coffeeandwoodsmoke
Sep 25, 20182 min
beyond the country
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...
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coffeeandwoodsmoke
Sep 18, 20183 min
town and country
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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coffeeandwoodsmoke
Sep 3, 20184 min
the old chokecherry tree (and raw apricot cheesecake)
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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coffeeandwoodsmoke
Mar 8, 20183 min
perpetual motion
Walking along an ice rink road riddled with puddles, there is a whisper in the air; an undercurrent. Spring is not here yet in the north...
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coffeeandwoodsmoke
Dec 2, 20173 min
after the snow
after the snow came the wind. after the wind came the rain. after the rain the whole world paused and was swallowed into mist. * * *...
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coffeeandwoodsmoke
Nov 20, 20173 min
reflections on winter
In late October, I returned to Montana after a rather lengthy absence. I returned in time to see the last of the fall colors, ochers and...
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coffeeandwoodsmoke
Nov 19, 20152 min
November Sky
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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coffeeandwoodsmoke
Sep 15, 20152 min
Orbit
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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coffeeandwoodsmoke
Sep 7, 20152 min
Harvest
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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coffeeandwoodsmoke
Aug 31, 20153 min
Blowin’ in the Wind
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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coffeeandwoodsmoke
Aug 25, 20153 min
With All That Could Happen
I’ve been on a bit of a Montana-themed reading bender of late: Ivan Doig’s This House of Sky, a whole slew of Jim Harrison’s short...
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coffeeandwoodsmoke
Aug 15, 20152 min
For the love of a dog
This morning, I lost my sweet angel Konalani to hemangiosarcoma. My last post was an attempt to come to grips with the diagnosis: a...
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coffeeandwoodsmoke
Aug 4, 20152 min
Breath & Bone
There are moments that remind us, that throw into sharpest relief, just how precious and fleeting life really is. Moments that make us...
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coffeeandwoodsmoke
Jul 27, 20152 min
Commentary on a Monday (and Paleo Plum Pie)
I had pie for breakfast today. I mean, I didn’t *only* eat pie. But pie was definitely present. Maybe topped with a couple of...
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coffeeandwoodsmoke
Jul 20, 20151 min
Mid-Summer Days; Chocolate Cherry Chia Pudding
Weekends go by so fast. This one was a good one. Summer days in Montana, celebrating the best the season has to offer. Saturday began...
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coffeeandwoodsmoke
Jul 16, 20152 min
I Believe
There are things we believe. Things that ground us. Things that hold us close–more than we can ever hold them. Things divine, that...
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