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Montana is still “the last best place.”

Two days ago I returned from a vacation for a “big” birthday:  a long, dreamy road trip through Montana, Wyoming and Colorado.

I write this during a steaming hot Saturday afternoon in Tropica. The skies just opened up and I’m storm watching with my animals. But my mind is still dreaming of places richly named: the Gallatin Gateway. Cowboy Heaven, an upper valley on Ted Turner’s extraordinary Flying D ranch dedicated to land conservancy and free range buffalo roaming.  Skalkaho Pass.  Choteau.  Silver Bow. Medicine Lake. Bear Creek.

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I’m usually never at a loss for words…but yes, my friends, I have succumbed to the inertia that is the essence of the word: summer.

What is summer like in a place where it feels like summer all year round?  Even in Tropica there are subtle seasons. School’s out just like everywhere and life slows down even more. The weather is, if you can believe it, hotter and stickier. Meriland empties out like Paris in August, with everyone going to their beach houses on the Gulf.

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Andrew Wyeth “Wind from the Sea” 1947

Oh, are you still sick?

In the grand scheme of life, dengue and chinkungunya are nothing.  Pfft! There are truly horrible things that people suffer with and die from.  Bottom line:  it’s not cancer. I’ve lost count of the weeks.  It doesn’t matter anymore.  I really wish people would stop asking, “Are you still sick?” in an annoyed tone, meaning, haven’t you gotten over it yet?  Followed by a grudging,  “Well, you look good.” My reply?  “I hope you never get dengue or chinkungunya.” [Read more…]