Trout Lake, Vancouver. Winter’s bare branches turn gold in the day’s ebbing light. If you click on the image for a larger version, you can see lots of little black specks in the tall tree tops and a few in the sky. The crows are taking a little rest, on their way to their rookery in Burnaby. Every day, thousands of crows migrate to and … Continue reading Golden finale
Shrouded view of downtown Calgary from Buckmaster Park in Bankview.
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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?
Section of bluff trail bordered by trees. Earl Grey Park, southwest Calgary.
Earl Grey Park in autumn. Southwest Calgary.
Stand of aspens, Nose Hill Park, northwest Calgary.
River Park, northwest Calgary, on Elbow River. September 2014.
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.
At the end of August, J and I packed up all our things and stuffed them into a U-Haul. After the building manager did our moving out inspection, we were starving and headed to Le Pho for an early dinner. Then, J had a nap and I wandered the sidewalks between Hastings-Sunrise (aka the East Village) and Commercial Drive.