I found this form of wild pea still flourishing even though it has now become quite cold here in the Northwest Territories.

Nice to still see these colours, but they wonโt last long now.
Happy weekend, everyone. ๐
I found this form of wild pea still flourishing even though it has now become quite cold here in the Northwest Territories.
Nice to still see these colours, but they wonโt last long now.
Happy weekend, everyone. ๐
With Thanksgiving coming up, you could have really fresh cranberry sauce if you lived here. There are lots of them!
But … they are just millimetres above the ground, so picking them is not easy, especially if your back is touchy.
I tasted one, and they are very tart, the way they should taste, and also very crisp, and just … very intensely cranberry.
I think Iโll leave these for the bears and bison, though.
Happy Tuesday. ๐
A beautiful autumn lake clothed in autumn colours.
Happy Friday; happy weekend. ๐
Autumn colours dominated by …
… yellow and blue.
Such a classic fashion choice. ๐
Happy mid-week.
An autumn lake view.
Happy Friday, happy weekend. ๐
Summer reflected in the bounty of fall.
Happy Thanksgiving.
I found these beautiful red bushes glowing in their fall mantle.
I don’t know what kind of bushes they are, but like most things in life, they’re just passing through, gifting us with their colour before they’re gone.
Happy Fall.
The last summer days are coming to a close.
Unable to continue their slowing breaths, some leaves in this northern clime are already turning yellow.
So must we all.
And know the beauty that exists in the end.
Wherever you are in the northern hemisphere, happy autumn. ๐
To you southerners, happy spring. ๐
As the Okanagan descends gently into winter, here are a few more views.
On a recent sunny day, M. and I went up to Chute Lake. It almost felt like spring except for that sharp autumn-air quality.
While hiking along a back trail, M. and I found this sign.
If you’re metrically challenged, 4.5 metres is 14.76 feet.
Here’s another view. I had to strain my neck to get this tree in the frame.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow said, “We are all poets when we are in the pine woods.” There are lots of pine forests in this area.
A couple of days ago, M. and I went to the small mountain town of Rossland, BC. It has produced four Olympian skiers including Nancy Green; two NHL hockey players and a prime minister, John Turner. Pretty good for a town of 4000.
And finally, another yellow tree.
I’ve really been enjoying this autumnal bounty. ๐
What’s fall like where you live?
Yesterday, M and I went for a hike in Okanagan Mountain Provincial Park. It had rained earlier in the day, but when we got started at about one pm, it was bright and sunny with that sharp clarity of fall light.
We hadn’t hiked here before and found ourselves in the midst of a spectacularly yellow aspen forest.
This forest is recovering from a large, ravaging fire that occurred in 2003. It’s amazing to see some surviving giants, seriously scorched at their bases, but still growing.
We climbed through the forest and up to a lookout over Lake Okanagan.
We finished out the day with a drive along an old railway track. This afforded us some impressive views; we were stopping every 10 metres!
The old railway tracks have been removed and the remaining trail is used for hiking, biking, or creeping along in a truck, as we did.
M and I have experienced some additional life stuff lately and so a day like yesterday was truly fabulous!
I’ll be coming by to catch up with all of you. ๐