On Tuesday after the last snow flurry for the day, we went for a drive. Heading east along the Transcanada highway, we went as far as Milo, Alberta. The landscape gradually shifted from rolling to flat as we traveled through ranchland for as far as the eye could see. While we almost made the halfway point to Medicine Hat, Ab, I look forward to our next roadtrip making it all the way to "the Hat" as the smaller city is fondly referred to here.
Below are some picture, I snapped along way:
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Thursday, April 9, 2009
Spring in the City
Spring is here! Camera in hand, Libby and I ventured out, capturing some pictures as we went.
To celebrate the warm weather, we discovered a new park. Rotary Park located at the corner of Centre St. & 7th Ave NW.
Not only does the park have a delightful play area but also a great view of the city. Below are some fun shoots.
I took this photo while walking over the Centre bridge, which crosses the Bow River.
While the Bow River is vast and deep, and guess what, the river froze over. Only last week did the River really reappear.
Here is an up close look at the iceburg.
To celebrate the warm weather, we discovered a new park. Rotary Park located at the corner of Centre St. & 7th Ave NW.
Not only does the park have a delightful play area but also a great view of the city. Below are some fun shoots.
I took this photo while walking over the Centre bridge, which crosses the Bow River.
While the Bow River is vast and deep, and guess what, the river froze over. Only last week did the River really reappear.
Here is an up close look at the iceburg.
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
The trespass of time
Akin to any plant, and a product of mother earth in my own right, I took the Calgary in a slowed, almost dormant stride. Under the inches of long standing snow, my steps slow and the nights grow. Unlike my native rainy Oregon home, winter in Calgary is a roller coaster adventure slides in temperature from extreme cold to almost warm. Adjusting to the weather was like trying to touch a cloud. White and fluffy against the wide open blue Alberta sky, clouds look like castles in reached, waiting to be climbed, just off the horizon. Then the wind, unfetter, unabridged rolls off the Rocky Mountains and the castles crumble. Consider this blog, a written ode to me emerging from my cave.
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