Near Butte Montana
June 21, 2008
Every few weeks I change the picture on my computer’s desktop – I keep the image there as long as it makes me feel good to look at it – and then, when I don’t get a charge from it anymore, I go back to google image search and look for a new one. Here’s what I have right now, called Near Butte Montana and its from this website: http://www.hprcc.unl.edu/nebraska/august2007photo.html which has some really remarkable images:
It reminds me of a little place that I’ve passed on my trips north to Basin – who knows, it could be that place – I’m not always one for attention to detail in the visuals. I love the sense of spaciousness and peacefulness that I feel when I let my gaze fall upon this image. I could imagine fixing it up just enough to live there – and living there quite happily in the midst of the grasses, the winds, and the mountains.
I still feel a pull toward that solitary aspect of my nature. If my life were even more perfect that it is right now (and I expect it will be as I move through time) then I would have a little place here in my little city, and a little place out in the midst of nowhere, near Butte, Montana.
I’m sitting here at my desk on a glorious morning – I’ve already been out to the cafe for coffee and conversation, to the farmer’s market for greens, and for a gentle stroll through town. I feel good. Even though I’m only one block south and two block west of the two main streets in uptown, the birdsong is louder than the traffic. It is peaceful – and I am peaceful. I do have the good fortune of living in a perfect little place that allows me as much solitary time as I need without losing too much of my connection to the natural world.
Outside my windows and doors the lilacs are so heavy with flower and rich with color and fragrance that walking past I feel little drunk on that amazing scent. The birds are constantly chattering and chirping and busy about whatever it is that birds do. Even though my space is small, it opens onto such expansiveness in the lands and skies that I never feel that there isn’t enough space – there is enough and more.
