Archive for May 2017

May 2017: When Rivers Demand Attention

  Each year my family takes me to enjoy the special Mother’s Day country brunch offered at the Esktrom’s Stage Station at Rock Creek. Rock Creek has long been the location of Mother’s Day celebrations for me. My own father could always talk my mother into celebrating the day by driving the big loop from…

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May 2017: The Joy of Flowering Fruit Trees

  When we first moved to Dunrovin from Alaska, I ended up spending a lot of time in my car driving my two sons to their various activities, such as swimming and Taekwondo in Missoula. We were all new to the community and had lots of fun taking note of all the differences between Missoula…

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May 2017: Lilacs Have Special Meaning

  My son Jake’s Mother’s Day card this year began with the statement; “Every time I see a lilac bush I am reminded of you and Grandmother.” Several days after my mother’s death, I wrote a poem for her memorial services that also began with a reference to lilacs: Goodbye, Dear Mother To Phyllis from…

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May 2017: Rehab for New Horses

For the first time ever, last year Dunrovin Ranch purchased three horses from a horse trader. Previously we relied on horse breeders or sellers with whom we have a solid connection, or through individual horse owners who, for whatever reason, needed to sell a fine Tennessee Walking Horse. We had avoided horse traders primarily because…

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May 2017: Thriving Naturally

What Do You Need to Naturally Thrive? by Hobie Hare Take a moment and imagine a particular tree close to where you live or work that really stands out for you. What, in particular, attracts you to this tree? Are you drawn to its height, its age, its resilience, its beauty? Are you attracted by…

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May 2017: Mother Harriet Osprey

Anthropomorphism is the interpretation of what is not human or personal in terms of human or personal characteristics. It seems that anthropomorphism is natural for people—especially for animals with human-like physical characteristics, like other mammals. Web cameras have definitely expanded our inclination to anthropomorphize to birds. It is almost impossible for viewers of nest web…

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May 2017: Written for His Mother

Talking directly with author Mark Spragg about his lyrical, coming-of-age memoir, Where Rivers Change Direction, greatly deepened our appreciation and understanding of the book. Our book club literary hostess, Judy Blunt, was able to connect us with him for an hour-long conversation where he addressed questions that our readers had posed, and we had lots…

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May 2017: Lessons from My Mother

  My mother, Phyllis Hilma White, was born on June 26, 1917, to a very poor man from Helena, Montana, and his wife who had immigrated from Sweden as a nineteen-year-old girl. They lived on a hard scrabble ranch, with the father working nights at the state nursery in Helena. Phyllis was the oldest girl…

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May 2017: What’s In a Name?

  Lady Lonza’s first two foals had been born during the night within 48 hours of her “waxing,” which is the term used to describe the first drips of a mare’s rich initial milk—colostrum—that begins to drip from her teats. So, when Lonza began to “wax” on Sunday, April 30, I rang the bell to…

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