
Knowing trees, I understand the meaning of patience. Knowing grass, I appreciate patience.
A frontier is never a place; it is a time and a way of life.
Hal Borland (1900-1978) was an American writer, journalist, and naturalist.

Knowing trees, I understand the meaning of patience. Knowing grass, I appreciate patience.
A frontier is never a place; it is a time and a way of life.
Hal Borland (1900-1978) was an American writer, journalist, and naturalist.

Under cover of night
Fullest moon, ever bright
Another day now waits
Nature’s splendid estate
Galaxy’s twinkling stars
Distant markers afar
Risen spirit above
Filled with Creator’s love
Each distant breath measures
Dreams filling with treasures
Scattered glimpse of wonder
Sudden sound of thunder
Heartbreak covers landscape
No avenue for escape
Yet, horizon brightens
Darkness set to lighten
Night sky growing smaller
Brilliant pallet’s colors
Clouds bowing to sunrise
Morning’s innocent eyes



When I rise up, let me rise up joyful like a bird. When I fall, let me fall without regret like a leaf.
The soil is the great connector of lives, the source and destination of all. It is the healer and restorer and resurrector.
Wendell Berry (born 1934) is an American novelist and poet. Much of his writing embraces the goodness of protecting our environment and preserving agriculture’s way of life.

Creator’s gentleness moves
Ability to reshape
Another day, now embrace
Tranquility’s landscape
Creator’s eternal eye
Hint of tomorrow takes shape
Daily treasures, just embrace
Joyfulness fills landscape
Creator’s vision gathers
No longer covered in tape
Nature’s portrait, soon embrace
Harmony paints landscape
Creator’s elegance breathes
Images fill each dreamscape
Trove of delights, let’s embrace
Time’s patience frames landscape
Creator’s quiet outlook
Peacefulness never escapes
Innocence, always embrace
Silence sketches landscape

Glorious morning
Creator’s comfort surrounds—
Amongst blue heavens

Giants reach skyward
Creator’s breath welcomes rest—
Capturing stillness

Night’s invitation
Creator’s landscape finds peace—
Slumbering sunset


Morning sky awakens
Peace fills nature’s outlook
Landscape’s fresh, white blanket
Winter’s cozy look
Horizon full of gray
Light tries to brighten
Sun waits for tomorrow
Winter’s grip tightens
Hope’s disappearing breath
Tranquility’s free-fall
Each snowflake multiplies
Winter’s sudden squall
Wind churns with whitest sky
Brief storm now taking rest
Clouds open with sunlight
Winter’s steady quest


About a month ago, photos taken around my home in the state of Ohio were posted in the Buckeye Photo Gallery. Today’s gallery brings an invitation to visit Montana’s Big Sky Country, which is my native state.


This past summer (August, 2024), my camera enjoyed a journey filled with capturing the landscape around Madison County in southwestern Montana. On the left, the Madison River flows downstream from the river’s canyon exit. Its destination will be the headwaters of the Missouri River, located near the community of Three Forks. The photo on the right looks downstream on the river, as one moves away from the canyon. The weather conditions were very windy, and fortunately, the camera remained steady.


An hour’s drive from my hometown of Billings, takes one to Carbon County and the town of Red Lodge. Both photos capture scenes found on main street. The photo on the left features the Carbon County Courthouse. On the right, the corner building has been repurposed into a retail shop on the ground floor.


My wife and I always enjoy visiting the city of Bozeman, which is home to Montana State University. This community was home to me during my college years (1974-1978). While Main Street has changed a great deal from my time, the atmosphere remains welcoming with a vibrant commercial district. The Rockford Coffee Roasters welcomed us for mid-morning refreshments with our youngest Montana daughter and her two-year old son. Across the street sits the venerable Ellen Theater, which opened in 1919.


Enjoy the contrast of these two photos. Taken during the summer of 2023, the photo on the left captures a smoky sunrise above the Billings neighborhood where I grew up. The final photo was taken during the summer of 2021. A rest area outside of Billings, along Interstate 90, shares a bit of humor as well as functionality for its canine visitors.

Winter’s fading breath
Discovering light
One final snowflake
Springtime taking flight
Winter pushed aside
Taking rest once more
Moved from nature’s shelf
Change coming ashore
Time bursting forward
Sharpening each thought
Landscape’s fresh colors
Lessons being taught
Young and old smiling
Finding spring abloom
Nature turns its page
Song fills every room
Daylight grows longer
Feeling warmth each day
April showers come
May flowers will stay
Life’s faithful rhythm
Rising overnight
Harmony fills hearts
Love found at first sight

Horizon brightens
Greeting day with gentleness—
Morning’s quiet voice

Light’s clouded journey
Sunrise waiting with patience—
Soon sharing glory

Dawn’s early face glows
Shadows camouflage landscape—
Snowflakes dancing free


Season to season
From love’s treasured heart
Every breath of life
Landscape’s fresh restart
Nature’s life cycles
Reborn every spring
Yet, autumn mourns loss
Winter’s darkness stings
Throughout life’s phases
Hope’s fateful ascent
Never to wither
Love always present
Always on schedule
Life’s permanent breath
Winter fades away
Spring overcomes death
Eternal love lasts
Cold ground warms again
Life breathes as He planned
Creator’s “amen”
