September Recalled…

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!

Snow. It has come.

No sooner were we back from our wonderful fall-tacular road trip then it began to snow; the very next morning there was a light layer of frosting on everything, ready or not!

 

 

But it was not enough to amount to anything ski-able.  So…as is customary at this time of year, the local Nordic Center unpacked all the snow it had saved under its great pile of sawdust all through an unseasonably hot summer…and laid a Cross-country ski course for all the athletes who come for miles around to get a jump-start on their training.

It was quite a peculiar process to watch…

 

But the product made everyone happy–kids and skiers alike!

Then followed some quintessential fall days and we had the grandkids out for the weekend…

 

Perfect timing, for after that the snow came in earnest!

And now we are able to ski right out the back door!

–LS

Fall Roadtrip

We returned just over a week ago from a delightful road trip.

There isn’t a better time of year for a roadtrip than the fall, and certainly no better reason than visiting family!

So with Jim’s seasonal work having fallen away we drove off for the triangle tour to visit the far-flung grands and their parents ( : and assorted aunties  ( :

And it was beautiful–the weather for traveling, the trees turning, and our favorite people to get to spend time with…

The first wobbly side of the triangle– 425 miles to Prince George

 Segment two of our wobbly-sided triangle–550 miles to Powell River

Home to our newest grand one–JAXON! who has just turned 5 months old, and has already had two hair cuts!

 

 

The weather in Powell River was stunningly unseasonable for October; we even got out for three tandem rides, including the daunting rigors of Wildwood Hill.

And it was a great treat to get to spend (Canadian) Thanksgiving with all three of our girls, and their men…

 

And to take a walk all together to one of my favorite destinations–well, that was just delicious soul food!

   

The final leg of the triangle home

This stint was the longest; 645 miles plus ferry waits, which thankfully were minimal (whew!), makes for a long day.

But it was oh so worth it!

 

And the hillsides were painted in fiery reds and oranges, more stunning than I recall ever seeing them!  But then again, that’s one of the perks of old age, isn’t it?–you forget things and get to experience the wonder all over again!

–LS

God has made everything beautiful in its time.

Eccl.3:11 ESV