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  • On the road from Anaconda to Wisdom, in the upper Big Hole Valley, in SouthWest Montana, sometime in February:

    If ever faced with a choice between Wisdom and Opportunity, take the road to Wisdom. It is there you will find a ridge top that divides the continent and the flow of rivers east and west. This is a place where the wind begins.

    Created by the sun and heat and pressure, one valley pushes and the other valley pulls. A sheer is created and air funnels down through a vortex of earth and rock. It gains momentum as it forms like a river down the valley, through the trees and around hills, swallowing a single lodge. Taking only the wind needed, a windmill turns wildly, deflecting the excess energy that swirls as it passes through steel blades.

    There is other natural turbulence, caused by the tops of trees and swaying branches. The pull of the valley remains strong. Turbulence turns to dissonance. The air is smoothed as it crosses over a snowy field, carrying with it the dry crystalline snow that mimics the river of wind flowing through this wide open place.

    Wind fills the cells of my kite. Taking only what it needs, the rest passes on through. Thank You.
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