All this beauty right under our noses…

Well it’s just a little crazy that summer 2017 is history! But it has been a fabulously warm one here for us with deliciously record-breaking heat just perfect for somebodies that find themselves a little too far north for real comfort.

This morning drizzle turned to snow for a bit, so I think we can safely suppose that any brave flowers still out there won’t last long.  The elk have yet to come for the ones on my porch but this year I’m hoping they’ll come by and turn their fading remains into elk-fuel to spare me having to uproot them myself.

But before I lose the chance I wanted to post some pics from the Cascade Gardens in Banff.  We pedal to and from Banff quite often but have not slowed enough to notice all this beauty right under our noses. These gorgeous gardens are tucked around the Parks Canada Administrative Building, which is itself an impressive sight!  They made for a delightful end-of-day stroll.

And with these I bid summer 2017 farewell!


The grass withers and the flowers fade, but the word of our God stands forever. Is.40:8

A Summerific July!

I’ve let the pictures collect for too long.  Now I don’t know where to start… July has been summerific! Beautifully hot and peppered with…

bike excursions…




a hike or two…



a fair–the legendary Calgary Stampede…



Family from out of town!

and of course flowers!

Enjoy the smorgasbord!


Come, let us sing for joy to the LORD; let us shout aloud to the Rock of our salvation.

Let us come before him with thanksgiving and extol him with music and song.

For the LORD is the great God, the great King above all gods.

In his hand are the depths of the earth, and the mountain peaks belong to him.


Summer’s benediction


P1160272The grass grows long and wan now, intermingled with fallen willow leaves, awaiting one last cutting before winter…


And I lounge beneath the willows dappled shade restless with not knowing how best to spend this perfect and perhaps last summer’s day—read? write? nap? think deep and sentimental thoughts of summer’s passing…


I do a bit of each on the way to realizing that what I most want to do is just be present and still in this moment, unfettered by what I should do, could do, might do or ought perhaps to do…

Yes, this is what Sunday is for– celebrating the need to do nothing but revel in what God has already done.

Thank-you Lord…

For the dapple of light filtering through long willow fronds,
the brilliant nasturtium and marigold faces just beyond.

For this gentle breath of wind and last summer’s warmth of sun on skin.

It’s all so delectable, so restful, so…GOOD.


Sunflowers hang their heads like weary sentinels; They are heavy with seed for passing birds…P1160305P1160302

And I listen to birdsong in the quiet wake of neighborhood lawn mowing now ceased,


as autumn steals softly in with this day of benediction for all the goodness of summer.


“And the earth brought forth grass, and herb yielding seed after his kind, and the tree yielding fruit, whose seed was in itself, after his kind: and God saw that it was good.” Gen.1:12

“All your works shall give thanks to you, O LORD, and all your saints shall bless you.” Ps.145:10