brenda.sunbeam

04/09/2026

My Dad's celebration of life will be on Saturday, April 25th at the VFW in Great Falls at 1pm. Join us if you can.

03/31/2026

Happy 107th Birthday Gramma Muriel, I miss you still! And the first quarter of 2026 has knocked my socks off and joy was still everywhere. I have to remember to sometimes just be available for the joy.

12/20/2025

These photos are for .r._martinson from Ari and Brenda at the Star Wars Holiday house!

10/14/2025

It was cold. We are still heartbroken. We can still act like goofballs at the pumpkin patch.

10/05/2025

I do not think I have the real words to express my sadness, but here goes.
Early this morning, Jay Are and I lost our Dad, Sherry, lost her beloved husband of 39 years, Aunt Sharon lost her oldest friend and brother, Bud Martinson.
I cannot recall anyone who spent time with Dad who didn't love him or at least have a damn good story about him (most likely both)! His hospitality, his devotion to and pride of his family, his love of music, his love of food and preparing and sharing it with those he held dear is legendary. Any visitors were barely in the front door at Dad and Sherry 's house without a howdy, a handshake or hug and a cold drink offered. He also had big fans amongst his nieces Shawna and Kristina and nephews Gork Jeff, and Greg and their families and his grandson Nick and granddaughter Lindsey and their families and the great grandbabies and his dog Buddy. The laughter, music, joy, deep conversations and pure love shared in this house on the prarie will keep this space sacred, light and joy filled and our hearts with a Bud shaped hole for years to come.
We miss you so much already and you only left this world a few hours ago. How will we go on?
Here are just a few photos from the past several years.
More to come in regards to Bud's memorial.
We love you all. Thank you for loving us and holding us on your hearts.

06/29/2025

06/07/2025

Live oak. Feels like walking beneath a poem.

05/01/2025

Late spring by Mary Oliver
Finally the world is beginning
to change, its fevers mounting,
its leaves unfolding.

And the mockingbirds find
ample reason and breath to fashion
new songs. They do. You can
count on it.

As for lovers, they are discovering
new ways to love. Listen, their windows are open.
You can hear them laughing.

Without spring who knows what would happen.
A lot of nothing, I suppose.
The leaves are all in motion now
the way a young boy rows and rows
in his wooden boat, just to get anywhere.
Late, late, but now lovely and lovelier.
And the two of us, together – a part of it

04/22/2025

Sunrise. Sunset.
View of this neighbor's lovely tree whole walking the dog.

12/22/2024

100% Union Bingo loves a kerchief!!

11/27/2024

Happy birthday baby brother! Love you .r._martinson , happy you were born!

11/16/2024

The first one I took before I jumped in the shower. The second one, when I got out. These two crack me up. I know Linus missed Luci when she died, but Luci was not a "group play" kind of cat. She was playful with strings and boot laces and cat nip toys, by herself. These two though, they chase one another, take turns with tag with Bingo and they just are becoming good friends. I love it!