On June 24, M and I left the Northwest Territories to head to British Columbia’s Okanagan Valley.
Here are a few photos from our drive west through the mountains. They aren’t terrific because I took them from a moving vehicle through the dirtiest windshield ever!
We are home now, starting to relax into holiday mode after an extremely busy covid-related 15 months. It’s really hot (low 40s C) but I’m happy with that. The covid cases are continuing to drop, and I hope that we have seen the last wave.
This is a very familiar sight to me. Deep, serious winter snow. Blowing, swirling, wheeling, billowing wildly, settling uncomfortably only to be on the move again.
I find that this photo, by photographer Arthur Stanisz, captures the disquiet and restlessness of a winter storm. The mountain acts as a sort of monochromatic canvas, a supporting frame amid the curtain of darkening, louring skies.
This storm should be respected: stay inside with a good blanket and some hot chocolate.
I lived in Arizona while taking a lot of my flight training, so I became familiar with the amazing displays of lightening that can occur there.
I saw scenes like this, but was never able to catch one on camera. Photographer Mike Olbinski checked weather radar, packed up, drove to Apache Junction, and took this very impressive shot in the span of a ten-second exposure.