January started cold in Calgary this year. For the first two weeks, temperatures were near -20 degrees Celcius. I went down to Bowmont Park once to feed the Black-capped chickadees, but I didn’t hear a peep from a single one. Luckily, temperatures were balmy last weekend (a touch above 0) and the chickadees were singing happily. About ten of them took turns picking sunflower seeds … Continue reading Chickadees
There is a three-headed Christmas tree in Mount Royal. It is enormous, maybe 4 or 5 times my height. Really, there are 3 huge fir trees that grow so close together that their branches and needles intertwine, almost obscuring their three trunks. Christmas lights wind around their joint lower girth, making mega-circles. At the top of the trees, there are spirals of light for each … Continue reading The three-headed Christmas tree
There in the morning, gone in the afternoon. Continue reading Bird steps on balcony
I went for a walk last night around 10 PM. At first I headed toward Scarboro but ended up veering East after a couple blocks. Maybe this was a night for the Earl Grey bluffs? I crossed 14th into Mount Royal and moseyed up Colborne. I ended up on Durham, which I don’t think I’ve walked on before. There are some large properties on this street, with big houses, wrought iron gates and driveways that wind up hillsides.
At some point, I noticed that the hairs along my spine where feeling a little prickly. Maybe I was cold?
Jackrabbit in winter coat on Crestview Road near River Park, Calgary.
Jackrabbit in winter coat. Wood’s Park, Calgary (on Elbow River near 30th ave SW).
Section of bluff trail bordered by trees. Earl Grey Park, southwest Calgary.
Well, my ex-neighbour in Vancouver told me that it snowed every month except August one year when he lived in Calgary. I thought: Freak occurrence! Won’t happen again! And lo and behold, I’ve been living here for a week, and today is day three of a snow storm. Day 1, I was angry… grumble, mumble, I live in hell. Day 2, I had to admit the snow was kind of pretty; the snow was falling softly, unlike the 45 degree, face-pelting snow of the previous day. Day 3, the leafy trees have been massacred. They’ve lost small branches, big limbs or their heads. I even saw a tree that split right down the middle of its trunk.
Day 1. Almost home. Walking home from Community Natural Foods on 10th ave.