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All in a Day’s Drive

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We rose early for the trip from the still barren prairies, back to the coast.  The snow is beaten and beginning to recede..P1100273P1100278

It’s a beautiful day for driving…

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This wayside water lies so still we had to stop for  pictures…

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There were few just a few other stops…

 

P1100305 a lot of curves,

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and suddenly we were on the coastal side of the range and heading down a soft spring world…Green!!!

Not a sprig of green is yet to be seen on the prairies, but here is another story…

 

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A grand new bridge boasts 8 lanes to ease traffic remarkably and we have reached the coast!

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The blossoms have begun in our absence…

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But alas, tomorrow I fly to the land of igloos (not!) and sled dogs, and the land of the midnight sun…

 

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Till then, must catch some shut-eye!

–LS

This good land…

Posted on by lindaskelton

Had to head into the city to do business this past weekend…

I love this bridge and its many happy associations from bygone days when our family was just coming into being.  We lived (temporarily, with Jim’s folks) on one side. The doctor and  hospital on the other.  And right beside the bridge was our favorite park for stopping after the doctor visit  to feed the ducks.  If you were lucky you could entice a wild black squirrel to scamper up your pant leg for a peanut too… Those were sweet days…
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And then there was the Quay in walking distance from the house…
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… and always the tugs…P1050165

There was another special park not far away with the lovely name of Ambleside.  It conjures pictures in my mind to this day of being great with child, our firstborn, and stopping there in the chill fall air, in my great wool Indian sweater and forever baggy sweats to amble a bit…

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We took a stroll there, just the two of us again, this weekend…crisp biting breeze, gorgeous view of the Inlet, with the sun sinking in the west silhouetting the handsome freighters bound for distant lands…

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We headed home the following day…

P1050175A hungry gull spied us on deck munching our cold roast beef.  Almost looked like he’d eat out of my hand…but that bill just doesn’t look too friendly!  I tossed his tidbit to the wind…
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Home again, we’ve had some brilliant sunny days of chill below-zero weather.  Perfect for walks that make your cheeks glow  (and your nose run!)

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…while little birds twitter in the foliage and every ordinary thing seems more beautiful against the white of snow…
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May your days too hold such beauty and such peace.
–LS
“…though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they be red like crimson, they shall be as wool.
If ye be willing and obedient, ye shall eat the good of the land.” Is.1:18,19