An Artist's Delight - Thanks To Bart

There are a few things that I am a real push-over for. A list of these things may include pastures, green trees, wide open spaces, mountains and a blue sky. Well, would you looky-here; Montana has those very things - all together - here and there and just about everywhere you go!

Unfortunately, this time of year, there is a tendency for electrical storms in that part of the country. During my visit, the strike of lightning caused several fires to burn throughout the whole western side of the state - from Yellowstone National Park located on its Southern border to Glacier National Park in the North, bordering Canada. Due to these fires, the smoke spilled over the mountains and filled the valleys with a thick grey - masking the beautiful countryside. Luckily, I was able to capture this scene before the smoke got too thick. If it was clear that day, you would have been able to see the white M on the side of the farthest mountains. (just like the Y in Provo for BYU) Montana State University is located in Bozeman.After noticing the plumes of smoke from the fires, I decided to chase them and try to get pictures of the dangerous event. However, as noted in my previous post, I was sidetracked by some beautiful creatures - the grizzlies. After visiting with my furry friends for a few minutes, and having forgotten the excitement of the fierce fires, I was again sidetracked by a very inviting single lane road that led me to a peaceful hillside with landlots of 10+ acres for sale. One of these lots had a two-story house and 3 outbuildings. (Notice the plumes of smoke in the background.)

Yes, it certainly was a curious sight; dilapidated buildings with a satellite dish still attahced to the roof of the house, yet, a combination of appliances dating back to the 50's and up-to-date clothing strewn about, in what could be called the workshop, as if everyone left in a hurry.

I took it upon myself to explore the property. I found no-one at home, but plenty of critters were crawling around in the tall grass making me feel not-so-warm-and-fuzzy. I decided immediately the cause of the quick abandonment was that it was haunted! Why else would someone leave such a beautiful place! Ghosts, or no ghosts, I was determined to acquaint myself with whatever else this property had to offer an artist for inspiration. Other than the house and buildings, just look at what I found!

Could I have asked for anything better than this old well and water pump?! (If I'd had them with me, I would have haphazardly posed my red cowgirl boots just beyond and to the left of the pump. Can you visualize that scene?)

So, haunted or not, I fell in love with this old house, it's critters, the view and especially the well and pump. I feel so privileged to have been able to experience this peaceful (sort-of) setting.

And, I say, "Thanks Bart, for keeping the home fires burning while I was away, and for supporting my ever-calling, not-so-understandable, wanderlust. You're the Best!!!"