One-Sentence Journal, Week Fifty-Three

  1. 11/15/2015:  I spent the day helping friends construct a yurt, unexpectedly,  and it felt great to not only be useful, but to be outside among good people for an entire afternoon.
  2. 11/16/2015:  Carved another afternoon off in favor of more yurt building on a brisk, windy day, and my only regret is that I can’t go back and help out more tomorrow.
  3. 11/17/2015:  Solo road trip to Bozeman to see Nikki Lane at the Filling Station, an opportunity I couldn’t pass up based solely on the size and dumpiness of that hole-in-the-wall joint.
  4. 11/18/2015:  Despite decades of driving on them, every year my first encounter with snow and ice-covered roads finds me with a deep sense of trepidation as I set out.
  5. 11/19/2015:  It was windy and cold today as I went outside in the morning to fill the bird feeders, but the beeves in the adjoining field and the V of geese overhead didn’t seem to mind much.
  6. 11/20/2015:  When The Hunger Games franchise started, what they failed to tell you it actually meant was that each subsequent installment would leave you hungrier and hungrier for a better movie.
  7. 11/21/2015:  I almost managed to pull off a day where I didn’t make a single trip into Missoula, and even though I ultimately went, it didn’t take away from the joys of spending (most of) the day puttering around on the home front.


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Author: Chris

Chris La Tray is a writer, a walker, and a photographer. He is an enrolled member of the Little Shell Tribe of Chippewa Indians and lives in Missoula, MT.

8 thoughts on “One-Sentence Journal, Week Fifty-Three”

    1. I’m with you, Sage. We went just because we thought it might be fun, and had seen the previous installments. The only thing saving it was there was a pack of tweener girls behind us, and hearing their reactions and whispered commentary was enjoyable.

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