Light Snow

We woke to a light dusting of snow last week. Temperatures ranged from the low twenties to the low forties all week long.

It was eighteen degrees on Thanksgiving morning. A heavy frost covered everything like a light blanket, but the sun was bright and the skies clear. The high for the day was thirty-nine.

Here is a photo I took of last week’s snow.

A Lovely Autumn

©Ken W. Hall, BearFeather Studio      title: Circle of the Elders

The weather has been so nice Ken has been out with camera in hand capturing on film the things only he sees.

Here is another one he just shared with me.

It has been such a lovely autumn.

Photo by Ken W. Hall, title: Circle of the Elders

What a Sunset

The next day I joined Ken on a journey back to his new found trail. The temperature was in the high forties but the wind made it feel much colder.

We found large trees downed by beavers and scattered small groups of deer.

Hawks and eagles flew overhead as we made our way along the rivers edge.

The day ended with this awesome sunset. This time of year the sunsets are more vivid and alive with colors and movement. I just love watching them.

Photo by Ken W. Hall, title: Revelation

A New Discovery

Ken discovered a new trail on Saturday and returned home with exciting tales of his journey.

This amazing shot was one of many he captured along the way.

I never cease to be amazed at what he sees through the lens of the camera.


Photo by Ken W. Hall, title: Visitors

A Different Kind of Fall

It was fifty-five degrees when our friends left after nine in the evening. The wind was blowing as we discussed the unusually warm weather for this time of year.

The skies moved from cloudy to partly cloudy all week as temperatures ranged from the low thirties to the mid fifties.

As you can tell by the grass in my photo the wind has been ever present. Even with the warmer temperatures the snow-capped mountains remind us that winter is just around the corner.

Ennis Arts Association Meeting

My feet slipped on the invisible thin coat of ice on the deck. It was twenty-two degrees when I got up. Now the sun was melting the frost as we hurried to cart computers, television and prints to the church in Jeffers.

More than thirty people attended the Ennis Arts Association meeting to hear Ken’s presentation on digital photography. Several people stayed and listened intently as Ken explained the process of taking the image captured in the camera to a file ready to be printed.

It was two thirty when we began to load the car to leave. The sun was gone, the temperature in the forties. The strong wind carried the dark clouds that hid the sun. The rain was sure to follow.

A Magnificent Day

It was so quiet and still until I heard the loons calling to each other. The absence of wind and people made our Sunday morning journey one I will not soon forget.

The river was as smooth as glass. You could see amazing details in the reflections in the water.

Our journey began with a nod from the bald eagle perched in the tree as we passed. A flock of geese flew overhead followed by trumpeter swans.

Ken interrupted the work of a beaver and watched as it slid off the bank to the safety of the water.

King fishers, mergansers, dippers and cat birds all made their presence know as we drove and walked along the river’s edge.

A group of mule deer fearlessly crossed our path as me made our way back into town.

It was thirty-eight degrees, cloudy and awesome. What a magnificent day.

photo by Ken W. Hall, title: Family Ties

Not A Cloud In The Sky

The evening of the historic election we watched huge snowflakes fall gently. There is something so peaceful about watching snowfall, even if it is only for five minutes.

Strong winds greeted me the next morning when I left the house. Temperatures stayed in the thirties then dropped later that evening to twenty-eight.

Thursday morning it was twenty-two degrees when I woke but not a cloud in the sky. The day remained sunny and cold.

I took an elderly friend of mine for a drive around the lake. It felt so good to see everything bathed in sunlight.

Just as we rounded diamond rock I snapped this photo of the lake.

Snow on the Mountains

Sunday morning it was in the low forties when we woke. There was a steady breeze all day and it rained off and on all day.

We spent the day finishing projects inside that had not been completed since we moved.

Monday was partly cloudy. When the sun came out you could see the snow capped mountains. I love how they look all covered in snow.

Ken's more powerful lens captured a closer look than my point and shoot camera.

photo by Ken W. Hall, title: Fan Mountain Montana

Hallowen Magic

Friday morning while making my second cup of tea I looked out the window and saw the most amazing sunrise. It was electric and so fitting for Halloween.

I rushed outside with my camera in hand so I could share with you the magic of what I was seeing. Well, I fumbled and worked and had so many challenges all the while Ken was trying to tell me what to do. Finally, he rushed in like my knight in shining armor.

He pulled out his “Big Bertha” lens and captured this amazing image. So, courtesy of Ken here is a glimpse of the magic that morning.

I just love the sunrises this time of year.

Photo by Ken W. Hall , title: Prelude