The scenery along Highway 191 between Harlowton and Big Timber is swathed in unprecedented green and dotted with scrubby pines and Black Angus…one color made for the other. The Crazy Mountain Range shrouded in mist and clouds only offers glimpses of a brilliant heavy snow pack that, as it melts, is fueling the green and the flooding as well. Houses stranded in newly formed lakes, creeks dry for decades flowing strong, bridges compromised and roads disappeared... all companions to this green. Having experienced years of drought in Montana, I never dreamed of such wetness. I never knew of 1975 and 1965; floods that everyone is remembering now. Wallace Stegner defines The West as an arid place with fluctuating boarders depending on the weather. I wonder if the feast helps define the famine.
6.12.2011
The scenery along Highway 191 between Harlowton and Big Timber is swathed in unprecedented green and dotted with scrubby pines and Black Angus…one color made for the other. The Crazy Mountain Range shrouded in mist and clouds only offers glimpses of a brilliant heavy snow pack that, as it melts, is fueling the green and the flooding as well. Houses stranded in newly formed lakes, creeks dry for decades flowing strong, bridges compromised and roads disappeared... all companions to this green. Having experienced years of drought in Montana, I never dreamed of such wetness. I never knew of 1975 and 1965; floods that everyone is remembering now. Wallace Stegner defines The West as an arid place with fluctuating boarders depending on the weather. I wonder if the feast helps define the famine.
