tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23358619269755851612024-03-04T21:36:59.726-08:00my-montana-momentsI created this journal for my friends who only visit the Madison Valley of Montana in the summer and ask me the question, "What are the winters like?"
I hope you enjoy my photos and comments as I share my Montana moments this year. Perhaps it will give you a peek into what it is truly like to live here full time.
Welcome to my world.Pennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11279898423886425109noreply@blogger.comBlogger359125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335861926975585161.post-91953036828392968182017-03-27T09:37:00.000-07:002017-03-27T09:37:29.932-07:00Things are Changing<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I feel a little like the Madison River after a hard cold winter.<br />
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When temperatures drop below zero for an extended period of time the ice jams up. It forces the water out of its banks flooding the land around it creating new paths.<br />
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When the temperatures rise above freezing it begins to thaw exposing paths where once again you can see the water flow. Eventually it settles back within its banks.<br />
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When the ice has melted you see how the power of the river overflowing its banks changed the landscape forever. That is especially evident in the campground just across the bridge from downtown. <br />
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Each Summer Ken and I notice how trees that once graced the banks are gone. Places where we once stood have eroded and fallen into the river.<br />
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Like the Madison River my life has changed over the years. While the river is affected by the gorging of its waters my life is altered by my ever changing sight. You can read more about my journey last year <a href="http://focus.bearfeather.com/in-honor-of-2016/" target="_blank">here.</a><br />
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I kept thinking I would revive this blog for my friends who love the Madison River that flows through Ennis, Montana.<br />
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I enjoyed hearing comments each summer as those of you who only visit during the warm season would tell me how this little blog got you through your own winters in places around the globe.<br />
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Just like the Madison River after the gorging this winter I am settling back into my own life flow and my attention is needed in new areas of my life. This is my last post to this blog.<br />
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You can keep in touch with the beautiful images Ken continues to capture of our precious Madison Valley on his website.<br />
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<a href="http://bearfeather.com/">http://bearfeather.com</a><br />
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You can find both of us here in Ennis and I hope you will stop in to say hello when you return.<br />
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I will continue to post from time to time on my Changing Focus blog. Feel free to stop by anytime.<br />
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I hope to see you soon.<br />
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PennyPennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11279898423886425109noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335861926975585161.post-35239662507760691042015-12-14T08:48:00.000-08:002015-12-14T08:48:12.028-08:00Watching It Snow<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>© 2015 Penny Hall </i></td></tr>
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This morning I woke to what looks like six inches of snow. It is in the 20's. The weather reports predict snow through Tuesday morning could reach as much as one foot.<br />
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Then, an arctic blast is expected to follow dropping temps into the single digits.<br />
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I am working from home today. I fed the birds and cleared the side walk. Later I will clear off the car. I planned to take a walk but the wind kicked up so I think I will wait until it is a bit calmer.<br />
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Wonder if this means we will have a white Christmas?Pennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11279898423886425109noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335861926975585161.post-15968649645997989592015-12-07T13:24:00.000-08:002015-12-07T13:24:08.822-08:00Visiting the Neighbors<br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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Time seems to be passing faster than I can remember. Thanksgiving was very cold. The day before, the day of, and for a few days after it was below zero at dawn.<div>
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Today the wind is so strong I could barely open my car door at lunch. It is cloudy now and looks like snow is falling on the mountains. </div>
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I am glad it is warmer. The snow that fell before and during Thanksgiving is almost gone here in town. It is in the high thirties but the wind makes it feel colder.</div>
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Ken sent me the above image. He took it on his walk this morning. The deer are plentiful in town this year. These were passing through our street making their daily rounds.</div>
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Pennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11279898423886425109noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335861926975585161.post-47557619799189273432015-11-06T07:47:00.000-08:002015-11-06T07:47:30.790-08:00First Snow Removal Day<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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I woke up to a big surprise this morning. Looking at the pots in my front yard we must have gotten five to six inches of snow. <br />
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It snowed Tuesday and Wednesday, especially in Bozeman but the temps hovered around thirty degrees. It was in the twenties yesterday morning and twenty this morning. <br />
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This is that beautiful light, fluffy, snow. I took the photo from my office this morning at 8:45 AM. Now the sun is peeking out. I am sure the icy roads will be melting quickly. <br />
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This was our first snow removal day of the year. Things were so calm and quiet as I removed the snow from the car and sidewalks.<br />
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When I drove through downtown Ennis shop owners were out clearing the sidewalks.<br />
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Winter was slower arriving. I wonder what it will be like this year?Pennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11279898423886425109noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335861926975585161.post-90435256159963148872015-09-20T07:58:00.000-07:002015-09-20T07:58:41.943-07:00Rush Hour in Ennis Montana<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica;"><i>"Yesterday, Friday September 18, 2015 a family of moose, including the bull, the cow and the baby, blessed us with their presence, and I might add 'What a presence it was.</i></span><br />
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<i>I spent nearly an hour observing them all and the places where each fit into the family. I wonder…if I had in my past known where I fit in my family how would my life been different? What really matters now is how I fit into my own life."</i></div>
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Friday afternoon a friend called to alert me that a family of moose were in town. It is rare to see a bull, cow and salt all in one location. I called Ken and off he went. Of the 300 images he took he was kind enough to share these with me to share with you. </div>
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After several rainy days the sunshine was a welcome sight and made his photography easier. As you can tell the rain brought the first significant snow fall to the mountains. Temps in the mornings have been in the high thirties and daytime temps in the fifty to sixty degree range. I do love the fall weather and visits from your animal kingdom.</div>
Pennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11279898423886425109noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335861926975585161.post-607091015801290872015-08-23T08:22:00.000-07:002015-08-23T08:29:46.360-07:00The Sky Is On Fire<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">On the morning of August 21, 2015 the sun rose as usual and at the appropriate hour. Looking east from Ennis toward the Madison Range I could do nothing but stare and wonder at the majesty of the new day, and whatever it would lay gently in our laps. It beckoned that I should share its arrival and message.</span></div>
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What a reality to see and not be able to deny the reality and severity of the circumstances. It is now that we must awaken our awareness of those in Harm's way in the fire stricken communities and surrounding areas. The storms are fierce but the power and result of our prayers can alter and often eleviate the heat, no matter the circumstance."</i></b><br />
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Pennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11279898423886425109noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335861926975585161.post-59282526574123919232015-08-20T13:39:00.000-07:002015-08-20T13:39:16.101-07:00Smokey Times<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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The smoke is unhealthy today due to so many fires not only in Montana but surrounding states. The wind shifted today and blew in way more smoke. It has been smokey for almost a week now but today was the worst. <br />
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The sun this morning was blood red through the smoke. Temperatures are in the forties in the mornings and range from highs in the 60's to low 80's.Pennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11279898423886425109noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335861926975585161.post-11230683630274244152015-07-11T14:22:00.002-07:002015-07-11T14:22:58.041-07:00Neighbors and Their Babies<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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Ken has been busy lately capturing parenting behaviors among our animal neighbors and friends. They are so much fun to watch.<br />
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Our 4th of July parade and pot luck at our house afterward was great fun. It is sort of the official kick off of summer. Hundreds of visitors defend on Ennis for that weekend.<br />
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We had several days of temperatures reaching into the 90s. Now it has been in the 80s again. Yesterday and today we experienced afternoon showers that were short lived but brought wind and cooled things down.<br />
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Summer is in full swing. I love the energy of summer. New life, new growth, flowers and growth.Pennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11279898423886425109noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335861926975585161.post-11212412792851269142015-06-13T08:24:00.000-07:002015-06-13T08:27:48.752-07:00The Power of Water and Stone<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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We marveled last sunday at the power, sound and fury of the Madison River water flowing from the dam at bear trap canyon. Ken said it was the first time he had ever seen all the gates open at the same time.<br />
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I love sitting on large boulders especially when they are surrounded by rushing water. Like a magnet I moved swiftly to a great spot that put me in the energy of the moving water while sitting comfortably on a solid rock that would not move.<br />
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The sound of the waves was so loud that is all you could hear. I sat for a long time as Ken captured image after image of anything that caught his eye.<br />
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The weather began to get warmer and the sun began to shine more last weekend. Temperatures this week reached as high as the low eighties. Today the high is expected to be sixty-nine.<br />
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We will play in the dirt and plant the flowers we found this week. I am loving being outdoors feeling the warmth of the sun.<br />
<br />Pennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11279898423886425109noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335861926975585161.post-73409932997186377072015-05-11T15:16:00.001-07:002015-05-11T15:16:29.390-07:00Mother's Day in Yellowstone National Park<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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Yesterday I went with Ken to Yellowstone. It was a breezy day in the forties. We waited more than thirty minutes in line just to get in the gate. <br />
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Once inside it was smooth sailing except for times when traffic stopped to view wildlife. We saw elk, buffalo, ducks, eagles, osprey.<br />
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We visited the artists paint pots which was a fun walk and gave Ken lots of new material for his abstract photography. I am looking forward to seeing what he does with them.<br />
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We woke to twenty-two degrees this morning. It is cloudy and expected to rain but the high was in the high fifties maybe low sixties. Temperatures are still below normal for this time of year.Pennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11279898423886425109noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335861926975585161.post-31123746039843411092015-04-22T13:14:00.001-07:002015-04-23T05:57:17.725-07:00Encounter with a Chukar<br />
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<i><span style="color: black;">"With a native homeland </span><span style="letter-spacing: 0px;">in southern Eurasia, the Chukar was introduced into the United States from Pakistan to be a game bird. It lives in arid, rocky terrain across the western United States and southern Canada."</span></i></div>
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0px;">Makes you wonder what bus my fine feathered friend arrived on in Ennis, Montana…even more curious where did it get on that bus!</span></div>
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0px;">I spent over 1/2 an hour with my new friend in my back yard. Most of the time we were face to beak at a distance of 20 feet or less. It came dressed in a classy designer suit while my designer attire was sweat pants and my Nike running shoes. However, the shoes were white so that has to count for some points don't you think?</span></div>
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Easter Sunday was my first morning home after being gone several days for the passing of my mother from this world. I was greeted with a gentle and beautiful snow fall.<br />
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It fell softly off and on all day and only a few rem ants remained this morning. It has was in the low thirties yesterday and today and inched up into the forties.<br />
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Our bird feeder is constantly full this time of year as the birds migrate to their summer destinations. I saw my first gold fence of the season. The doves were plentiful along with chickadees, starlings, fences, crows, magpies and more.<br />
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I am grateful for the moisture that is needed for us this spring since we had a rather dry winter. I thinkI will go visit the river today even if it is cloudy and wet outside.Pennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11279898423886425109noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335861926975585161.post-37121553477890773722015-03-10T14:50:00.001-07:002015-03-10T14:50:12.198-07:00Morning Magic on Ennis Lake<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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If you look closely at the next to the last image you will see a sea of white. That is what looks like a thousand migrating tundra swans. <br />
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Ken discovered them this morning on his early morning trip to bear trap canyon via Ennis Lake. He was greeted by geese, deer and mallard ducks as well as the swans.<br />
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It was a memorable morning. The temperature at the time was in the twenties. Now it is in the fifties with sunshine and a breeze.<br />
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I am loving this spring time weather. It is supposed to be this way all week. Wish you were here to share it.Pennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11279898423886425109noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335861926975585161.post-88430968857105885212015-03-01T12:57:00.001-08:002015-03-01T12:57:37.762-08:00Morning Visitor<br />
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Winter weather is back with temperatures below normal for this time of year. The coming week it expected to snow and drop below zero and in the single digits at night and warm to the teens and twenties during the day. Recently it dipped to six degrees below zero and put a halt to all the green grass, irises and buds that were beginning to appear.<br />
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Pennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11279898423886425109noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335861926975585161.post-64307747290861711422015-02-09T10:00:00.001-08:002015-02-09T10:00:03.416-08:00Is It Really February?<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">When I returned to Ennis I was surprised to find things so different for this time of year. I wanted to connect with the Madison River and figured I would have to go to Lions Park since my favorite campground is usually closed due to gorging and ice.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">To my surprise the campground was open and access to the river was easy. There were a few puddles of melted snow on the road in and out but that was about it. The river was flowing free of ice.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The local news reported that the Bozeman Golf Course opened two months early because the conditions are more like spring than winter.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Ken wanted to take a drive around Ennis Lake yesterday. Ice fishing appears to be over since the only ice on the lake is slush. Large portions of the water are completely clear.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">We drove into </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Bear Trap Canyon and on the way out Ken stopped to admire this magnificent eagle. He put on quite a show for us.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The temperatures have been in the thirties and forties at night and in the forties and fifties during the day. Yesterday it was fifty-seven degrees, sunny and breezy.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Is it reality February in Ennis?</span>Pennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11279898423886425109noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335861926975585161.post-42128678613024820152015-01-26T06:33:00.001-08:002015-01-26T06:33:40.483-08:00January Sunrise in Ennis<br />
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I sat reverently, my mind submerged into the aroma and taste of my coffee. The blinds were still drawn and the cat was not melded into my lap and there was no voice around me, only the silence. In that moment I was silently summonsed to the window to raise the blinds. Then it was there…God's painting for the morning. I offered thanks for the call and preserved it as best I could with camera and pixels.</div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I just received this image from Ken and thought you might enjoy it. Looks like it will be in the high forties today in Ennis with some clouds. Tomorrow and Tuesday it is expected to reach up into the fifties with lots of sunshine. </span></div>
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Pennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11279898423886425109noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335861926975585161.post-45024043431766348942015-01-20T14:06:00.004-08:002015-01-20T14:06:39.832-08:00Fire Burns Sportsman's Lodge<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>© 2015 Ken W. Hall</i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>© 2015 Ken W. Hall<br /></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I learned from friends in Ennis that the <a href="http://www.kxlf.com/news/update-ennis-sportsman-lodge-burns/" target="_blank">Sportsman's Lodge</a> burned early this morning. Thankfully no one was harmed.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">When I talked to Ken he said he heard the fire trucks last night. Later today he captured these images.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Temperatures remain in the twenties at night and thirties during the day.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span>Pennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11279898423886425109noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335861926975585161.post-89996478064650188692015-01-09T15:30:00.002-08:002015-01-09T15:30:56.953-08:00Leaving Montana<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It was ten degrees and snowing when I left Montana this morning. It was predicted to be below zero so we were pleased to wake up to a warmer temperature.</span><div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The roads were clear due to the warm in temps the past couple of days to the forties which melted the ice.</span><div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I am heading to Arkansas to spend time with family. Ken is at home doing some fabulous work with his photography. I marvel at his talent, passion and drive.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I will try to keep you posted of happenings in Ennis via Ken until I return. </span></div>
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Pennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11279898423886425109noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335861926975585161.post-27656286098473351882014-12-30T09:09:00.001-08:002014-12-30T09:09:14.711-08:0015 Below Zero<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">An arctic front moved in yesterday bringing lots of wind and cold temperatures. The high was about 6 above zero yesterday. This morning it was 15 degrees below zero and calm.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Yesterday the deer were roaming about grazing on anything they could find. Today they are noticeably absent. I am sure they are bedded down somewhere keeping warm. Tomorrow it is expected to reach a high of about 18 degrees. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The sun is shining and the high is expected to reach zero. I am huddled in the house working from home with a warm cup of tea near the warmth of the pellet stove. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I love how technology allows me to work anywhere using my laptop and phone. Life is so good and I am so blessed. </span>Pennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11279898423886425109noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335861926975585161.post-17758380483333059422014-12-26T18:39:00.001-08:002014-12-26T18:39:49.710-08:00Christmas Blizzard<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Christmas eve the wind blew with such force it knocked the bulb off the outside light fixture on the back porch. Snow fell most of the night and we woke to falling snow and about six inches on the ground.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Our lunch guests from the Cameron area were surprised to find such deep snow as they approached Ennis. They had less than an inch at their home.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Our friend from the McAllister area woke to snow drifts in excess of three feet. He resorted to hiking across the pasture to meet a ride at the highway.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The above photo is the little shed out back. The wind blew the snow so fiercely the building looked as if it had been flocked.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Today we experienced a few little snow flurries with temperatures only in the teens. Another storm arrives tomorrow with an expected three to four </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">additional</span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> inches of snow and temperatures dropping to fifteen below zero by Monday.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">This mild December appears to be going out with a bang. Happy New Year everyone. I think I will huddle in with a warm cup of tea and make some turkey soup.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span>Pennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11279898423886425109noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335861926975585161.post-39063549352581658682014-12-15T13:52:00.001-08:002014-12-15T13:52:36.057-08:0012 Degrees This Morning<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It was 12 degrees this morning when we woke. There were deer bedded down under our neighbor's trampoline and our resident bunny rabbit was out looking for food.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It began to snow Saturday evening and continued some during the day on Sunday. A little more fell last night. In all it might have been two inches. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">We welcomed the sunshine today. The days are getting shorter but soon we will pass the shortest day of the year mark. I love the sunshine and will enjoy the ever increasing hours of daylight.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span>Pennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11279898423886425109noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335861926975585161.post-16395171233062234322014-12-01T08:46:00.004-08:002014-12-01T08:46:55.319-08:00Shelter From the Storm<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It is two in the afternoon on the last Sunday in November and the thermometer is just now registering ten degrees above zero. It was twelve below when we woke this morning to a couple of inches of snow.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Ken was checking the temperature when he noticed a deer curled up under the neighbor's trampoline. The shed helped to block some of the strong winds that were rather brutal last evening.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Yesterday was the Woman's Club's annual Holiday Bazaar. When we went to set up our booth it was about forty degrees and breezy. When we left at 3:00 PM it was twelve degrees with heavy winds and blowing snow.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">This is the perfect day to cuddle up inside, bake and cook soup. I think I'l have another cop of hot tea.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Winter arrived early bringing below zero nights for days now. It has been as low as 18 degrees below zero at night and no higher than 12 degrees during the day. We received what appeared to be five inches of snow and with these temps it is still on the ground.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">According to the weather forecast things may begin to warm this week to the twenties and possibly thirties. We will all be grateful for a little more warmth.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I am thankful for my warm house and good friends.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The above photo was taken by Ken near Norris Hill before the recent cold blast. I love watching the moon rise over the mountains.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It was in the sixties yesterday and when this gull caught Ken's eye earlier this past week. This morning it was 10 degrees and snowing. The roads to Bozeman were icy going in this morning. By the time we returned late afternoon t</span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">hey were mostly clear</span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Temperatures are expected to dip below zero for part of the week. The high today in Bozeman was 20 degrees.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Looks like winter is coming in with a bang.</span>Pennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11279898423886425109noreply@blogger.com1