Norma's Wanderings around a small section of Montana |
So the good people of Southeast Montana Tourism met for the first time in over a year on Wednesday. We loved being back in good company. The town we chose for the meeting was Colstrip, MT. Colstrip was founded in 1924 as a company town for the railroad. It provided coal, get the connection with the name? At one time there were at least 8,000 people living in the small town. Now the population is about 2,300. It was a planned community from the start. The town has a lot of green space, nice walking areas and free recreation for the residents. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Colstrip,_Montana The meeting was informative, enjoyable, and a great getaway for the day. A fun surprise at the close were free gifts. I scored a very nice little jacket plus some other goodies I can give to friends. I dropped hubby off at the Billings airport at 5 AM that morning for his flight back east. Then I made the drive east to Colstrip. After the meeting, I decided I'd like to stay there for the night. Being tired and all, it sounded like a good plan. I mean, how busy could it be? You have to drive 30 miles down a state road, off the freeway, to get to Colstrip. No dice. There are only 2 motels and both were full for the night. Ugghhh. So I was faced with a drive of 2 1/2 hours home. Alone, and tired. But along the way I decided to stop for gas, important. And also at Pompeys Pillar. Have you heard of this national landmark? I have a national parks senior pass, so I decided to stop and take a walk. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pompeys_Pillar_National_Monument The Lewis & Clark expedition came along the Yellowstone River in this part of Montana for part of their journey. At this one spot along the river, Clark climbed to the top of a sandstone formation to carve his name and the date. The pillar is named after Sacajawea's son, Pomp. The date was July 25, 1806. It is clearly etched in stone, preserved by some sort of framing. I love history. I especially love the story of the Lewis & Clark expedition. It amazes me to read of their journeys. To go off into the wild, with no way of knowing what or who you might encounter, well, that reminds me so much of our travels in our RV. It also reminds me of a Bible character, Abraham. One display at this park is of two dug-out canoes made from trees. Holy cow, when I saw these I marveled. The men had to at times carry the boats over mountains, across barriers. Stronger men than I can imagine must have been on this trip. But if I remember right, only one person died and that man they think died of appendicitis. After a quick stop at the national landmark, back in the car. I headed home, even though the thought of staying in a motel in Billings sure was tempting. But you know, if you get that far, you may as well bite the bullet and drive the remaining 50 miles. And in about an hour I was home. Today it was nice to wake up in my own bed. Then I was able to water the outside plants. It is so dry, and after those hot days, all plants are just a bit thirsty. The house next door is getting new windows. Some work is finally being done to that old place. It's only been about 2 years since the owners bought it. There was another free food giveaway today. A friend called for a ride, she has no car. "Sure thing" I said. I forgot how much she likes to talk, and talk and talk... Well, anyway, 45 minutes of non-stop talking is enough for me. I came home with an abundance of food, some we cannot use. So I see my neighbor sitting outside. She has three little kids. It's tough now to feed a family, I would imagine. So Lydia got some free food. My good deeds for the day are done. I think I'm going to go sit on my porch and read a book. |
Tonight we are in Billings. Hubby had a medical appointment at the VA facility this morning. Then we did some shopping the rest of the day. I scheduled a hair appointment in the late afternoon. It was a full day. One thing we found curious. This a big city in Montana. This is an old cowboy town. We wanted to get a bolo tie, you know the ones. Those string ties that come down to a clasp. Hubby wants to wear one when he goes back east with his cowboy hat and cowboy boots. Do you think we could find one? Let me tell you. We went to a western boot store. No, go to the western clothing store around the corner and down the street. We went to the western clothing store. No, go to Deb's uniform store, she has them. We went to Deb's uniform store. No, I don't carry them, why did they send you here? Hmm. Our last choice was a ranch supply place. These people sell everything. And sure enough, they had those type of ties. Hurrah! Good thing we had the afternoon to aimlessly drive around searching. So we are here in a hotel tonight. Hubby flies out tomorrow to go to Virginia in the morning. Big doings with his son and a big promotion at work. He was invited and by all means, you need to go, I told him. After I drop him off, I head to Colstrip for a Southeast Montana Tourism meeting. This one is the first one in over a year where we can all be together. No Zoom meeting anymore. Thank goodness. We went to Outback for our lunch. The waiter tells us there is a digital menu on the table. Hmm. We don't use a cell phone. Now we already had. a paper menu, so I don't know why he mentioned it, but oh well. So we got to talking about this. If it is truly digital, why can't it be a hologram? Take us back into the kitchen, let us stand beside the chef, let us pick out the steak we want and watch it being grilled. Let us smell the steak cooking. Where is the technology for that? I think we're being cheated. I'm still upset that we don't have the flying cars like the Jetsons had. Here in the lobby of the hotel, there is a group of four playing cards. Something just happened and one of them stalked off. Now they are trying to figure out what she was mad about and why she left. 'Should I go talk to her?' 'No, leave her alone ma. Call you tomorrow.' 'What did I do?' 'I think you're just tired. See ya' mom.' And just like that, they all scattered. Dad in a motorized wheelchair scooted away, mom to her room, son outside, and the woman who left earlier in the elevator. Must be a story there somewhere. But there are stories everywhere. People watching is the most fun. And as writers, they are fodder for characters. And locations. Tonight our hotel is next to a hospital. We've used this hotel many times since I've been in St. Vincent Hospital several times. It is close to the airport, reasonably priced, and close to a wonderful neighborhood full of old homes and large trees. We walk the streets here every time. Even today, The temperature is 104°, but with a low humidity and a bit of a wind. Come to think of it, sort of like being in a convection oven. Tomorrow promises to be a bit cooler. We can only hope. It is too early in the summer for this heat. |
I just have to share a wonderful article. I read about incident this a few days ago. I feel this article is well-written. The pictures are amazing. I am in awe of the size of this creature. It is wonderful to know the bear will be buried far from souvenir hunters, back to the ground where he roamed. https://www.ayellowstonelife.com/death-of-a-grizzly-bear/?fbclid=IwAR1kUkK2IWIOT... |
Today was a great day for a bike ride. Tomorrow is promising to be warmer. I did all the chores early. Water the garden, since the irrigation is now being contrary. Wash the towels. Wash the sheets. Wash a set of curtains. Then make lunch. Do the dishes. Whew. I decided a bike ride would be nice. So I went through the neighborhoods, down toward the river. The Musselshell is down, very low right now. We have a nice little walking path. It runs along the river, then I jog off and go through the fairgrounds. I pickup the 4-H road and go back along 1st Ave. Hmm. What is going on over there? I detoured for a moment. Nothing, so I cycled over to the thrift store. I try to check the back door there on Sundays. People sometimes leave donations outside. Of course there is a sign saying 'Please don't leave donations when we are not open'. Nothing there for once. I cycle on. I want to see if a friend is home. Nope. Her RV is gone, so she must have gone camping to Harlowton, like she said the other day. I'll catch up with her tomorrow. I rode by a home that just a week ago had a sign in every window. 'no trespassing' 'beware of dog' 'private property' and on the garage 'no parking'. And by every window, I do mean EVERY WINDOW. I talked with his neighbor and she was amused by him and just a bit curious. Now all the signs are gone. Hubby claims the house now has 'for sale' signs, which I didn't see today. Interesting. As I crossed Main Street, a fire truck screamed by. It was the tanker truck. I checked the Facebook page and there is a fire out by the golf course. Not good. We are so dry right now. Any fire not contained can be a real disaster. Home again, worked on a little story for the flash fiction competition. I love entering that little contest. A real challenge to write 300 words or less. I also am working on the radio script for tomorrow. We are discussing the woman in Proverbs 31. I seem to be the one that drives the discussion choices. Then I work up the scripts. But since the church elected me as the communications secretary, I guess I should be the one that drives this. So now we are settling in for the evening. On the Ovation channel, an old movie, 'Clear and Present Danger'. Pretty sure, if memory serves me well, this is an adaptation of a Tom Clancy book. It stars Harrison Ford. And I really like anything he is in. So we watch them battle the Colombian drug lords. Speaking of them, what ever happened to them? You don't hear much about that anymore. We have another day and then hubby flies to visit family and I go to a tourism meeting. I guess tomorrow is another laundry day. |
My daughter just passed a milestone. She watched her last child graduate from high school today. It touched my heart to see this tall young man, such a mild-mannered person, take the stage and get his diploma. He is a twin to my granddaughter who for personal reasons went to a different high school this year. She graduated a few days ago. Their older brother graduated two years ago. This child of mine has led a turbulent life from day one. She herself never finished high school. She eventually got a GED. She and those children at one time lived in a homeless shelter. She has paid for bad decisions in her life and now is anxious to start another stage of life, the empty nester. At one time she worked two jobs to provide for herself and her children. Her children have thrived in spite of their home life. One is an EMT. One is now enrolled in college, actually taking college courses while in high school. And this young man who graduated today decided he wants to go into the Marines. His Marine recruiter attended his graduation. I thank God for watching over my family. I love them and wish them well. Another passage of life. |
Today started way too early and now seems to be on the downward slide way too late. We went to Billings for appointments and shopping today. Nothing like scheduling an 8:00 AM appointment when it takes 90 minutes to get there from here. I don't relish getting up at 5:15 AM any more. I did that for too many years. I have a friend that states she rises at 4:30 AM. She says she gets a lot of work done by getting up that early, Yikes, I think. I don't want to even get out of bed now much before 8:00 AM, unless it's a day like today when I have to. Billings was quiet. The most exciting thing was not having to wear a mask at Costco. Hurrah! That onerous restriction is finally over. We had a few things to get there, but we also shop for a friend. She doesn't want to go to a 'big' city anymore. She states it 'drains her energy'. Yeah, whatever. She is also the one that is sure the aliens are coming soon and will take her home. Any day now. She's sure. Again, whatever. So we shop for her. We keep her supplied in toilet paper, paper towels, kleenex, paper bowls, paper plates, plastic silverware. I don't want to know how much of this disposable stuff she has in her basement. One person cannot possibly use a case of kleenex a month. Seriously. But again, whatever. The main thing I missed today was working at the thrift store. And prayer meeting. I missed those two events. And I'll also miss them next week. Darn. There is a red flag warning til 10 PM tomorrow night for our county. For those not familiar with this term, it means we can expect gusty winds and low humidity. Prime fire weather. Hubby and I planted a rose bush yesterday. We dug a decent hole, and as we dug we noticed how dry the soil is. At least 4 inches down, the ground is as dry as dust. Scary dry. Now my garden is in, as much as we can this year. I planted 5 tomato plants , 2 winter squash , and 5 mounds of potatoes. We also have one asparagus plant that somehow survived the sewer project. And there is also a small raspberry bush. The irrigation is installed and watering everything at least once a day. And with this dry spell, I check and water each evening as well. So pray we get some rain soon. The ranchers and farmers need the moisture. |
Today we had a sad morning. We went to a memorial service for the plumber who died a few weeks ago. This young man, Jeremy, helped us a lot the past few years and was instrumental in our 'big dig' a while back. There is controversy about his death, but the scuttlebutt is it was suicide. No one knows for sure, and I guess that doesn't matter. There was quite a crowd. Some music, the eulogy by his wife, then comments by people who came to be part of the well-wishers. He'd come from Washington a few years ago. And just in time. The previous plumber in town, and we had just one, was getting ready to retire. So Jeremy stepped right into that empty slot and filled it well. The retired plumber had nothing but compliments. Then the furnace repairman spoke a few words. The older hired hand, who was often mistaken as the plumber when they showed on a job, told of his love for the young man. A young woman who often stayed at Jeremy's home when she was a teenager thought of him as her surrogate father, so she said a few words. His brother-in-law spoke of the man's love for his family. Another acquaintance knew she had blessed she'd see him again. Joe, the IGA manager told of a recent service call that the plumber answered promptly and efficiently. Sad, sad. He left behind his wife, two autistic children, and at least a dozen horses. They say a horse had a foal the moment he died. From there, I had some time so I took a quick walkabout. It was hot today, in the 90s again. Then off to church. A nice service, as usual. During the main church service, I see the black clouds move in, the wind starts to blow, and hear the thunder. I pray we don't get any hail and that my hubby remembers to cover the garden plants. Just in case. I came home to a quiet house, no problem with the plants. Then I turned on the TV, seems we have a free movie trial for a few days. Hmmm. What's on? 'Arctic'. Oh my. https://www.vulture.com/2019/02/movie-review-arctic.html If you get a chance, watch this movie. Amazing. All my review is in that one word. Tonight a cold front is blowing through. The front door is slamming shut as I write. Time to prop it open, again, and let some cool air in. |
Tonight on Montana PBS they have a show titled "Bard in the Backcountry". This is all about 'Montana Shakespeare in the Parks'. This free program travels Montana backroads during the summer. They are based in Montana State University in Bozeman, MT. The PBS show goes backstage during rehearsals, costume fittings, learning how to do stage combat, and the feeling of the actors being in Montana for the first time. Some great shots of Makoshika State Park were a plus. They had to take down their set in a raging thunderstorm wind. The filming of this is wonderful. I love the shots of small towns, nature, and excited audience members. Ten actors go from town to town performing Shakespeare outside in parks. They come every year to Roundup. (Except for last year. But then, lots of fun things didn't happen last year.) They bring their own stage and set it up every day. The actors are housed in private homes, or sometimes motels when they travel. We feed them when they come to Roundup. I always volunteer to take some food. The actors are wonderful young people, they always put on a good show. The show is paid with donations from the town, while the show is free for spectators. A wonderful cultural outreach that we just love. "Someone in Montana thinks I'm the best actor in the world." Great line. I love theater, I love acting. |