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Turning the page
A little over 20 years ago, I accepted a job at the Inter Lake.
Two lively concerts, one lively community
I had the privilege of hearing two nights of live music last weekend. In many ways the music and the venues couldn’t have been more different, but the atmospheres were surprisingly similar.
Peddle. Paddle. Repeat.
Each day was as perfect as the last and they called to me like sirens.
Season of the stink bug
Around this time of year, every year, stink bugs seemingly come out of the woodwork and begin appearing in every room in the house, on the house, and floating aimlessly in the atmosphere.
Celebrity concierge for a day
A close friend and fellow rowing club member of my oldest brother’s came out from Cincinnati to visit a couple of weeks ago, the first time he’d been to the Flathead Valley.
‘Those summer days’
These summer days have been abundant with the places, smells and tastes that come to mind whenever I think of summer.
Timeless tales and other worlds
I was one of the 10 million, even though I never started watching the original series, but probably will sometime in the future.
The little, level trail that keeps on … climbing
I got more than I bargained for a couple of weeks ago when a good friend and I made plans for a Saturday morning hike.
One dog’s day in the sun
Our son texted us a photo last week during that heat spell of his Basenji dog lying in his arms on the sofa and sacked out on his back, paws limp, legs splayed out and spotted underside exposed for all the world to…
Kayak yak
I finally got my kayak out on the water this month for the first time, the latest in any season I’ve had my boat out.
A tale of too many cities
We recently returned from our niece’s wedding in Florida and, though the events were over-the-top beautiful and the fun factor off the charts, getting there and home again was a tad harrowing.
A sundry history with Yellowstone
The recent news of the devastating flooding in Yellowstone National Park and the surrounding towns had me thinking back to the summer of 2007 when I rode my bike into the park on the same highway that suffered cata…
Much ado about mulching
Anyone who’s lived in Northwest Montana for more than a few years is familiar with its typical rainy season — June. So far this month, that “wrings” true like a wet rag.
The Recession Queens
In 2009, when my daughter Talia was going to college in Seattle and living in a dorm, my sister and I concocted a scheme (Actually, my sister Barb recollects the getaway was solely my idea and that I was the one wh…
Taking the long way home
Nine years ago, after my husband had completed work on an 18-month job in New Jersey, I flew out there to join him on a cross-country road trip back to Montana