June 13, 2007: Cottonwood Seeds Look Like Snow

Wednesday, June 13, 2007

​We worked 6:30-3:30 today.

We saw two racers, one rattler plus one I didn’t see, and two fawns plus one I didn’t see.

This morning, I heard a pat-pat like dozens of birds flapping, but more like fauns prancing. I think it was deer feeding. 

There are red hills here that look like faces. When moved by a deep need, they open their mouths and sing a great and terrible song. And then you die. But if you are their friend, you stand captivated with awe. Similar red-rock people live on I-90 going towards Helena.*

It was foggy this morning. We got soaked to our knees or higher as we tramped through the fields killing hound’s tongue, mullen, Canadian thistle, Scotch thistle, and musk thistle.

The cottonwood seeds are flying around like snow.

* In case it's unclear, this is my imagination, not a local myth.