Jackrabbit Slim
Boulder City, Nevada
2025

About an 8′ high jackrabbit pictured in front of Boulder City’s namesake environment.

Bunny Flop
Bozeman, Montana
2026

A young teenage girl, holding a skateboard and wearing a bike helmet, getting ready to try and pull her clearly pampered pet rabbits behind her, each on it’s own heavy looking wooden wagon. We stopped and talked to her (and her dad) for a while about what it’s like to have rabbits as indoor pets. The rabbits seemed totally unperturbed by strangers, barely moving the whole time we were there. We should have stuck around to see if she could actually pull the two wagons behind her on her skateboard but didn’t. I don’t remember the name of the rabbit on the front wagon, but the one on the trailing wagon’s name is Bunny Flop.

Beady Eyes
Bozeman, Montana
2026

Faces, faces everywhare.

Home Ground #38
Bozeman, Montana
2026

I’ve photographed this outbuilding before but not in the context of this series of images I don’t think. Plus I liked the lighting in this shot, making it worthy of a repeat.

This is the first outbuilding we built after we’d started building our house in the mountains. It was built primarily of used lumber acquired at a farm auction. The window and door came from the old Anaconda copper mine in Anaconda, Montana. The building serves primarily as a tool shed for gardening etc. Since I’ve always liked photographing old buildings, I built this one to look old from the beginning and let it weather from there.

It seems a bit of a tradition in Montana, and elsewhere I assume, to throw found skulls and other bones on the roofs of sheds or barns or even houses. So I started doing that here many years ago. I haven’t added anything in recent years though. There used to be a lot more on the roof of this shed but between high winds, critters, and general ageing and deterioration of the bone material itself, there is not much left.

No Place to Do Time
Wilsall, Montana
2026

The outside of the jail that I previously posted a view of from inside. A place that would certainly have me “scared straight” if I thought I was behaving in a way that might end me up there.

Formerly Known as Twitter
Wilsall, Montana
2026

Elevations #70
Wilsall, Montana
2026

I know I’ve photographed this grain elevator before. Hopefully this recent shot isn’t an exact repeat of what I did before.

In the Jailhouse Now
Wilsall, Montana
2026

This is a timely post of sorts as this year is the 25th anniversary of the release of the sound track from the movie “Oh Brother, Where Art Thou?”

The Faithful Guardian
Bozeman, Montana
2026

This gargoyle has been faithfully guarding our property, and us, for many years now. He’s done his work well (for the most part) but not without suffering battle scars from his most notorious opponent, the weather. He’s missing a leg and his face is horribly disfigured. He also used to perch on the column he can only lean against now. I think he’s well past retirement age and will be needing a replacement soon.

Step-By-Step
Bozeman, Montana
2026
(photo by Connie Blackwood)

On my first trail walk since my heart transplant. I walk a couple of miles every day with little difficulty but I discovered that I was a bit unstable at times walking across rough ground sometimes (where rough is a very relative term in this case, as it could just mean a rough lawn vs. a sidewalk). So we took a short walk on one of the trails up behind our cabin the other day to see how I would do there. I took a walking stick for stability just in case. It went well, other than the fact that I kept being bothered by the fact I was having to be careful walking on trails that I had made myself a few years ago. Recovery progress in this case is literally step-by-step.

As an aside, when I built these trails, I lined them with rocks like are seen in this photo. I thought it was a one and done kind of task but every fall bears wander through the area looking for food, including under long section of the rocks I had so carefully placed. They were not careful at all in replacing them after gleaning whatever grubs, bugs, ants etc. they found underneath them. So there’s another step in my recovery I can attempt to accomplish one of these days.