Category: WILD THINGS

October Highlights…

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October surprised us with a dump of snow early on, catching most of the trees before they had a chance to turn to gold…

But creating a winter wonderland for a few days…

It all vanished just in time for our road trip to catch up with all the grand little people in our lives…

 

Powell River’s balmy weather extended our fall…

And it was sweet bliss to visit familiar haunts in the company of our girls and their significant others ( :

   

 

and of course to catch up with this little guy that has grown up so much in the five months since we saw him last!

All to soon we said our Farewells till next time…

And suddenly October was already half over, and the rest flew by in a series of days trumpeted by glorious sunrises!

but not a lot of picture-perfect moments otherwise.  Nature has taken on a subdued hue in readiness for winter white.  I’m in no rush!

–LS

September Recalled…

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The archives of 2018 will have a thin spot when it comes to autumn unless I backtrack here and remember that we did indeed have one, though the blaze of color was short-lived.

Here are some of September’s most beautiful moments out and about biking and hiking…

Cascade Falls, Banff

Down by the River, Canmore

Vermilion Lakes, Banff

 

Mid-September brought the first snow of the season and the visit of elk to my porch to ransack my flowers.

 

Thankfully I have a growing stash indoors…

  

The crowning feature of the month was keeping our delightful grandkids for a few days while their parents celebrated ten years of married life…

Oh the fun we had!

 

And then September was gone…

–LS

The earth is the LORD’s and the fullness thereof. Ps. 24:1

Selah!

Sure signs of fall’s approach…

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The first snowfall is visible on top of the Grotto range this morning–when I can get a glimpse of it through the blankets of cloud cover!  And… the elk have mustered the courage to graze on my doorstep by night, eliminating all my violas and pansies, leaving me with my bedraggled snapdragons and hardy marigolds.  T-shirt temperatures have plunged to necessitate extra layers for the send-off of summer.  And I am plucking from this month’s archives some of its finer moments…

 

We live in old Coal Mining Territory and every once in a while you run across a reminder…

 

The skies have one glory, the flowers another…

Grotto Canyon…

I’ve been taking a closer look at all manner of flowers (and weeds!) this month…

   

This little love-ly is the sweet smelling, evening-bloomer, white cockle. Bane to farmers, and banned from our yards, but not from my sketchbook ( :

Another banned blessing to bumblebees…

The old goat has lost his beard…

Late summer’s bounty–wild raspberries!

And some strange insipid white ones…

And in the city, wildly brilliant crabapples!

We’ve endured a LOT of smoke this month which lends a certain mystique to the mountains but other than that has been an unwelcome result of lightning-lit fires throughout BC.

This too shall pass with the approach of fall and its close kin, winter.

I am happy to have preserved some flowers from summer’s bounty!

–LS

For the beauty of the earth, 
for the glory of the skies, 
for the love which from our birth 
over and around us lies. 

For the wonder of each hour 
of the day and of the night, 
hill and vale and tree and flower, 
sun and moon and stars of light… 

Refrain: 
Christ, our Lord, to you we raise 
this, our hymn of grateful praise. 

–Folliott Sandford Pierpoint (1864)