IN OUR OWN BACKYARD
In our own backyard...Man versus beast 
When my hummingbirds departed for the season a few weeks ago, I brought in my feeders and figured the raccoon problems were at an end.
Silly girl! I found they had only begun....
By Wendy Johnson , October 01, 2011
In our own backyard...You can't fool Mother Nature
As we nosed around yet another steep curve, our friend Dave, who was at the wheel, slammed on the brakes and came to a sudden stop. For there, smack in the middle of the road, were three rather large black cows and two half-grown calves.
By Wendy Johnson , September 23, 2011
In our own backyard...Give me those wild Montana skies!
We were in high spirits because we had just accomplished the improbable – scrambling up the boulder face of Sheep Mountain, just off Lump Gulch Road on the edge of Helena, Montana – and lived to tell about it.
By Wendy Johnson , September 17, 2011
In our own backyard...No news is good news
It’s been a long week. First, the earthquake hit the east coast, and little red warning flags flared up in my consciousness. That’s because we have a daughter and her family in New Jersey and another in Massachusetts.
By Wendy Johnson , September 03, 2011
In our own backyard....No news is good news
All summer long I have been in search of the ultimate wildlife shot.
With camera in tow I have hiked through miles of woodland, hoping to come across some form of wildlife larger than a red squirrel.
By Wendy Johnson , August 31, 2011
In our own backyard...How sweet it is!
From my kitchen window, it looked like it was raining hummingbirds.
By Wendy Johnson , August 22, 2011
In our own backyard...Take me out to the ballgame
There are few things more wonderful than attending your first major league baseball game – except taking your grandchildren to one.
By Wendy Johnson , August 15, 2011
In our own backyard...Who's your neighbor?
It was the ultimate summer scene – that Norman Rockwellian moment when the simple pleasures of life outweigh the worries and time and space seem to come together in perfect harmony. It was, quite simply, National Night Out.
By Wendy Johnson , August 10, 2011
In our own backyard...Baby on board!
Even after the baby’s arrival, there’s still an awful lot to worry about – fear of getting chilled, exposure to toxic chemicals in the food and water, the hazards of getting separated in the midst of a busy crowd, attacks by eagles…
By Wendy Johnson , July 29, 2011
In our own backyard...'All creatures great and small'
I was almost to the kitchen when my bare foot landed smack on top of an object on the floor. I leaped sideways with a yelp, not really injured but hoping whatever I stepped on wasn’t something I’d live to regret.
By Wendy Johnson , July 21, 2011
In our own backyard...Women of few words have a whole lot to say
One might think that having toddler grandchildren at your house for three weeks would be filled with constant chatter. And in a way, it is. But if you stop and really listen to what is being said, you realize that the lion’s share of childish gibberish is comprised mostly of a few key words – and lots and lots of questions.
By Wendy Johnson , July 14, 2011
In our own backyard... She’s stuck like glue
It took a Swiss engineer 14 years of intense labor to develop the concept of Velcro, supposedly after returning from a hunting trip with his dog in the Alps.
By Wendy Johnson , July 04, 2011
In our own backyard....There's no place like home
There were exactly 28 tiles on the ceiling of my hospital room, but from my room at home, I think I can see heaven.
By Wendy Johnson , June 27, 2011
Hummingbird drama – right outside the window
My sister gave me the sweetest gift of all this Mother’s Day – a 10-pound sack of sugar. In fact, she’s given me the same thing for pretty much as long as I can remember. That’s because we share a passion for hummingbirds, and with the advent of legions of the little charmers over the past few weeks, you can bet I’ll be going through a whole lot of sugar this summer.
By Wendy Johnson , June 05, 2011
In our own backyard...First Communion
We knew it was all worthwhile as the children proceeded in, the little girls looking demure in their white gowns with wreaths of flowers in their hair, and the little boys looking solemn in shirts and ties, new shoes and fresh haircuts.
By Wendy Johnson , May 28, 2011
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