This is the Middle Fork of the Flathead River, which runs past the west entrance to Glacier National Park.
These were taken near Polebridge. The area was overrun by a wildfire quite some time ago; this is what the aftermath of a forest fire looks like after several years. It will regenerate, but not in my lifetime.
Somewhere along McDonald Creek in Glacier National Park.
This is what a forest fire looks like from a distance. And they can grow tremendously in a very short time. These two photos were taken of the same fire, from the same vantage point, one week apart. In later weeks it got much larger than this, but there was too much smoke to get any kind of photo from here.
In autumn, the level of snow on the mountains drops lower and lower until it encompasses the valley as well.
Then there's the spring snow melt, which swells the creeks and rivers with a wild, rushing turbulence. It can be rather hypnotic to watch, but I certainly wouldn't want to fall into it.
Both of these were taken from my driveway of the last place I was living. Sunsets in Montana.
That little tree is growing straight from the rock. How do they DO that? My toes feel pinched in empathy.
This is the southern border of Glacier National Park along the Middle Fork of the Flathead River.
Both photos are wildflower-covered meadows in Glacier National Park.
It soothes my soul no end to have views like this within walking distance of my house.
Summer at Glacier National Park. Even in July there are patches of snow in the mountains. However, with warmer temperatures those snow patches keep slowly melting and provide trickles or even cascades of crystal-clear water down the cliffsides.
More photos from Glacier National Park. It always seems so dramatic to me to see patches of green foliage mixed with patches of frozen white, with grey stone towering over it all.