Wednesday, July 29, 2015

Spokane Summer Fun

Photo credit: Janna Juday (my high school classmate and now photographer for the Spokane Indians.









Flaterton and Montana

For more than fifty years my maternal extended family has met up in Waterton, Alberta. Waterton is a stunning mountainous haven, but the word equally spells the tradition of Bulger family reunion, replete with grandparents/aunts/uncles/cousins, childhood independence, cold water swims, singing around a campfire, lawn games, shared meals, abundant beer, and outdoor adventures. As our clan has grown, Waterton Valley has become prohibitively expensive, so the tradition of Waterton has become migratory.This year's reunion was at Flathead Lake, Montana. Thus, "Flaterton."

I wish I had more pictures of the extended family, but below are a smattering of beautiful Montana in general.

Wednesday, July 22, 2015

Wednesday, July 15, 2015

Happy Birthday to Katie!

Here are a few highlights from the last decade and a half!
We are so lucky to know this amazing and wonderful woman!

Friday, July 10, 2015

Thursday, July 9, 2015

Saturday, July 4, 2015

The Fall of the Great White Pine on Barville Pond

Be sure to watch this at 1080p.



Barville Cove will not be the same for a very long time.

More of Barville, 2015

A Tour of Blueberry Island


Slow waves.

Friday, July 3, 2015

More from Nantucket

a bike ride.


a beach day.


a farewell.

Barville June.

The big news in 2015 is that the big white pine tree fell down. It started with a big split: 

Thursday afternoon the creaking and cracking got louder and more frequent until the tree came down in one gigantic crash right after lunch. Naturally, the first thing we did was walk out on it…




The sap dripped into the water and made the most beautiful oily shapes.


Here it is, the new defining feature of the Barville Cove:


On Wednesday it rained hard all day long. Liam and read and Topher and I journeyed around the perimeter of the pond in a makeshift pirate ship. T'were a right proper adventure!






Bright morning light is a defining feature of Parville sleep.
























There is never enough time here.