Last Thursday Sean and I set out on another of our periodic rambles. These are extremely enjoyable for me, and appear to be for him as well. We have gone many places within a few hours drive of Calgary, and captured many photos, some excellent, some so-so, and some that will never see the light of a computer screen again.
But more important is the conversation. We talk of many things, and it has included
"... shoes — and ships — and sealing-wax —
Of cabbages — and kings —
And why the sea is boiling hot —
And whether pigs have wings." Hint, they don't, but some have lipstick.
Much of the conversation was about his recent trip to UK and Europe. I'm looking forward to seeing the photos. My own life was not nearly so exciting during that time.
We were sort of aiming for Dry Island Buffalo Jump, which in some ways is related to the town of Bow Island, in that neither are actually islands. I've been there twice now, once as part of a tour, here, and once with Sean after picking up some wine kits, here.
However we ended up in Rowley after taking the scenic route along gravel roads. I'd been there before, here, and didn't mind going again. The rains started, and while I had a rain jacket I needed a sweater or another layer underneath it. It isn't much fun wandering around looking for photos in the rain when you're cold. And with the rain, we assumed it was raining at Dry Island park, and driving down to the bottom of the coulee is foolhardy when it's wet. The clay is extremely slippery. It's only a couple hours to drive there, although somewhat more taking a scenic route. Mind you, many routes in Central Alberta are scenic.
We had a nice lunch in Trochu amid the rain, then more gravel roads home. I wasn't really on my photography game, so you aren't going to see a ton of images here.
1. The promised jet. The airstrip is paved. Someone has (or had) a lot of money. We wondered why such an expensive aircraft was left parked outside. Surely if they could afford that, they could build a hanger. Then when we got a couple hundred meters up the road we saw the hanger, and speculated there was an even more expensive plane inside. If one expensive plane, why not two, or more? And why not another hanger? Yes, it was really smokey and hazy, which makes for somewhat dull light.
Of the Day
Driftwood (NZ)
Something that might not be apparent is that this chunk of driftwood is huge. What you're looking at is about as tall as I am.
Film
Linda
Newfoundland
Some of the dragonflies were enormous!
Polar bears
Eagles
Why ever didn't I publish this, and maybe I did
Celina
90 days, or so ago
Flower
The peonies are finally starting to bloom! I was downtown for a photowalk yesterday, and the peonies in Central Memorial Park are open and showing off.
