A Log of Pristine Places
Seasonal extremes: A carpet of blue scilla swirls around a brick path past an old house perched on a hill in Madison, Wisconsin. It truly is a magical, suspenseful time when the earth suddenly unfolds all these tiny, delicate spring blooms while the sky is still peeking through bare branches.
Bitterroot and bergamot are wildflowers native to my two homes, Montana and Wisconsin. In this blog, I'm sharing some places I find magical. Heart-places in Montana and Wisconsin show up randomly here, as well as other spots that have charmed me. These and other pristine places nourish the spirit; we must preserve them. More on this perspective here and here. To explore more "pristine places," check the archives under the photo strip just below.
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