Things have changed. Here it is Summers Pass. A name-place, by Native American account. It is place as much as it is summer. I reside only to see the spring. I have come to love again. This is dangerous as it is exciting.
Mr. Montana my friends East call me, my students call me Mr. Holtzman. I am Scott. My name-place resides on 10.2 acres of Montana land in the Three Forks area. I do not hunt, I garden. I am mostly interested in plants. I'll take a fish if I am able, and have the right permit. I do not 'game' yet I have had several proteins placed before me.
I am a Chef now. It's my Master Status. I did not even consider my title before moving here, people ask about ascribed or assigned - think I was given this, in part, I perfected my craft by Fire.
posted by Hexdek16 @ Saturday, September 20, 2014
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Reading this made me think about how seasons in life shift just like the land and weather in Montana. I’ve been juggling work and online classes, and honestly, getting a little help from an online class taker has saved me. Sometimes letting someone take over a class gives you the freedom to focus on things you actually love like gardening or cooking, maybe. Everyone’s got their version of ‘Summers Pass,’ right?
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