There is a beauty to winter, however much I dislike the cold – and this past week has been brutally cold! Yet, seeing the sun rise on my way to work is a sight I am blessed to see, and I would battle the cold for such a view. The evening sunsets are also beautiful as the sun turns the snow on the hills a delicious shade of pink. These are a couple of photos I took with my phone trying to capture the magic, the majesty, and the wonder….
Here I go again with photos of birds – this time all photographs were taken in Alberta, Canada. Some breeds are very common, others were a complete surprise and a lovely treat. Taken over a couple of years in various places in the province, and in all seasons. I love birds!!!!
If you enjoy nature and are a bird watcher, I’ve learned that Lac La Biche, Alberta, is one of the best spots in the country for bird watching. I am hoping to take a trip there this summer to see what I can see – and hopefully capture new (to me) breeds with my camera…. hope you have enjoyed these. Cheers!
Spring is in the air, even though there is still a couple of feet of snow on the ground it is days like this that lend me hope that summer is not too far off. The sun is shining, birds are visiting the bird feeders, and it’s good to be alive. You’ve got to love the end of February with its hope of winter’s end when you live in the north. Unless, of course, you are a lover of skiing, skating, snowboarding and other winter sports. I, however, enjoy none of those activities. I prefer the feel of spongy green grass under my feet or the sensation of toes curled in sand at a serene and quiet beach. Farewell to winter. I wish I could say I will miss you, but I won’t!
Today is the first day of the Alberta Winter Games 2018, with each community planning their own activities to celebrate winter play. It is a perfect day. The sun is shining. It is relatively mild with just a touch of a breeze – perfect weather to get out and enjoy winter sports. I am not much of a sports fan, but I do enjoy a walk in the woods. I am posting a few photos I took this morning – nothing spectacular, but I hope you enjoy them nonetheless.
Where to start and where to begin? I have so much to be thankful for…first of all for my husband and my family (of course) and for my lovely little Callie-cat who brings so much joy to my life; for sisters and brothers, aunts and uncles, cousins, nephews, nieces and more. I am thankful for friends near and far and for the wonderful people I work with. I am forever grateful for fire fighters that saved the greater part of our city when “the beast” came roaring through. I am thankful for the sincerity and kindnesses of strangers both at home, across the nation, and the world during that time of fear, stress, and anxiety. You helped me realize anew just how good people really are.
I am thankful to live in this beautiful province in this beautiful country in this beautiful world. I am thankful for the wonders of nature that beckon to all of us to sit and be still a while…to embrace the changing seasons and to celebrate all wildlife, all flora and fauna…it truly is a wonderful world. For little blessings and for large, for kindnesses extended to me and mine, for love in all its wrappings…today I give thanks from a full, nay overflowing heart…my cup runneth over
I had read news stories of fatal accidents on Alberta’s Highway 63 long before I saw the long line of fence posts balancing coloured hard hats. The safety helmets displayed on this rural highway captured my imagination and I wonder about the men and women who may have worn them – many of whom worked in the oil fields north of Fort McMurray.
Highway 63 is also known by many nicknames, chiefly “highway of death”. It is the one and only route into and out of Fort McMurray – a 443 km stretch of highway that winds through an agricultural countryside. According to the Globe and Mail, there were 2,457 accidents on that highway between 2008 and 2012 and public pressure to twin this two-lane highway became intense; after a fatal accident that claimed seven lives in 2012 the provincial government made the commitment to do just that. Work to twin the highway is ongoing.
But driving by the line of helmeted fence posts statistics are the last thing on my mind. Each hard hat represents a loved one who would never return to their families: A worker who would never show up for a shift again; a parent, child, sibling, relative, or friend who would never celebrate life again. Whatever the cause of each accident the fence post memorial stands as a tribute to those who died and serves as a reminder to passers by that life is fragile and can be cut short in an instant, a warning to drive with care. May all who died travelling down Highway 63 be remembered and may they Rest in Peace.
During our enforced evacuation from Fort McMurray we stayed at Sylvan Lake, AB with our son and daughter-in-law, who had been married a short time. It was a restful spot, but we felt the honeymooners needed a bit of space so we decided to spend a few days in Canmore. It is a spectacular place nestled within Banff National Park. No matter where you go in Canmore you cannot escape the view of the mountains that surround the town. I was a little disappointed that the weather was not cooperating. It was damp and overcast, but the sun did come out on our final day there. Majestic does not begin to describe the mountains or the feelings of awe and wonder that filled my soul. Here are a few photos from our visit. I hope you will enjoy them.