Marty’s photo of the day #4455: I had to lean way forward to take this selfie of Nellie having a blast in the Bitterroot River a few weeks ago.
Doggie Joy
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Nellie and the River
Marty’s photo of the day #4442: Nellie looks like a black lab, but she’s actually half golden retriever and half Australian cattle dog/dingo. When Deb and I adopted her, she didn’t want to have a thing to do with water. But eventually her golden retriever side won out over her Australian side. Now she loves […]
Gulch hiking
Marty’s photo of the day #4784: When Deb and I rented a U.S. Forest Service Cabin on the east fork of the Bitterroot River early last week, rain kept us inside much of the time. Since we enjoy hiking up the gulches in the area, when the sun briefly came out, we took advantage of […]
Weavings In the Wild
Marty’s photo of the day #4783: Here’s a “making of” photo, showing what Deb Essen and I were doing earlier this week. One of the cool ideas Deb came up with for her weaving instruction books is to photograph her completed projects “in the wilds of Montana.” And as her photographer-husband, I get to shoot […]
The Dragon Tree
Marty’s photo of the day #4782: Yesterday, I posted about my wife, Deb, and I hanging out at a U.S. Forest Service cabin this past Monday thru Wednesday (on the East Fork of the Bitterroot River in Montana). We spent part of our first day driving remote mountain roads, looking for photoshoot locations, where I […]
Moving to Montana: The Short Version
Marty’s photo of the day #4781: The short story of Deb and me moving to Montana is that we had rented a cabin from a friend-of-a-friend on the East Fork of the Bitterroot River at the far southern end of the Bitterroot Valley. It was 1992, and we were driving home to Minneapolis after renting […]
This is why I live in the Bitterroot Valley
Marty’s photos of the day #4483-4489: People often wonder how I can be happy as a liberal in Montana’s Bitterroot Valley, where roughly 60 percent of the people are hardcore Trumpers. Well, when Deb and I moved here in 1996, we did so because of nature, not politics. And yesterday was one of those days […]