Like it or not, it is still March in Montana.
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A Walk in River’s Edge Park
It is a gorgeous almost-spring day today. The sun is shining brightly, warming us through our coats. We decided to take a walk to River’s Edge Park with Murphy the Giant Puppy and the boys. For its size, Columbia Falls boasts a number of nice parks (11, to be exact). They contain playground equipment, picnic tables, etc…the normal park trappings.
River’s Edge Park is special–it is a wide open space of nearly 30 acres and hosts approximately 900 feet of river front. It is home to the Columbia Falls Community Garden, where I spend a whole lot of quality time during the growing season.
There is a muskrat pond, two vast fields, and many winding trails throughout our park.
It is our favorite place to walk the dog.
And to watch the birds.
To sit and watch the river flow by.
To throw rocks into the water.
Just another reason to feel lucky to live in the Flathead Valley.
Views from a Classroom
Literally – this is the view from my classroom window. This may seem like redundant posting, but I like to mark the seasonal progression.
I am careful where I take the picture, though–there has been a splattering of bird poop on my window since the beginning of the year. I could complain about it, but it seems ridiculous to ask the custodians to make time for my one window. They will get to it.
Gorgeous. Makes me happy–and it is Friday. Happy weekend, everyone!
The mountain on the left is called Teakettle, and the one on the right is Columbia. The canyon though the pair of them leads to Glacier National Park. I get to see them every day. Lucky me!
Views from a Classroom
Jen’s Ode to GNP
My friend, neighbor and colleague wrote this beautiful explanation of why people move here and why they never leave. This is our backyard…enjoy!
Between my junior and senior year of college, I had the best job ever. I worked as a waitress at Granite Park Chalet, located deep in the heart of Glacier National Park. You can only access the Chalet by hiking a steep four mile trail, called the Loop, or a 7.8 mile trail, called the Highline, which is accessible from Logan Pass. Logan Pass is only accessible approximately three months out of the whole year; during the rest of the year, it is buried in snow.
Twenty years ago when I worked at the chalet, ten women were hired to work there. We all hiked up a week before the chalet opened, in June, through many feet of snow. It had been a big winter, so the pack train of mules could not initially deliver our food. They had to airlift our supplies by helicopter in those…
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