I moved to Montana almost one year ago. It will be one year on July 4. When I came to Montana it was full-on summer- hot, dry and sunny. Talk to anyone who’s been in Montana for a while- this spring has been one of the longest, wettest springs in recent history- which is a really good thing if you’re a montanan and concerned about forest fires that inevitably strike in the later summer months. More moisture means fire season might not be so bad.
I’ve only known Montana from July 4 through present (June 27- not quite one year). I was skeptical that spring (and didn’t even want to think about summer) would never come and waited some-what impatiently through the gropple, slush, snow and rain in the months of March, April and May. Then June hit- and something in the back of my head said, ‘isn’t June a summer month?!’ And so my impatience grew- as did my griping about Montana. That was, until this past week- right after solstice- when Montana decided to shape-up and be beautiful.
Yesterday was a gorgeous summer day- even though 3 separate bank thermometers told me three different temperatures (67, 87 and 78). I believed the latter, and it ended up being a great evening for a large bowl of salad and some back yard beer drinking. Ahh- summertime! Worth the wait? You know, it just might have been.
These photos are the view from the top of the Sypes Canyon trail just north of Bozeman. Thanks to the timing of the hike, we were lucky to spot (and identify) 2 different types of orchids as well as the golden columbine.