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Salt River

The Salt River runs through the town of Fort Smith, NWT.

All is very green right now because recently, there has been a lot of rain.

The Salt River is not salty, but is named for the nearby salt plains. The plains can be found in Wood Buffalo National Park and are very attractive to the many types of animals who like to lick the salt that has worked its way up from deep inside the earth.

During the fur trading days, the salt was collected for seasoning. It could still be used for this purpose today.

Happy Independence Day to our American friends and greetings from the non-salty Salt River. πŸ™‚

A Northern Lilac

In the north, lilac takes a long time to bloom.

It’s July, yes, but these hardy blooms do arrive, even if late by southern standards.

I found this particular bush after a rain when their fragrance was particularly lush and heady.

Hardy they may be, but they spread their gaudy celebration of life with gusto.

Greetings from the lovely northern lilac. πŸ™‚

Meditation XVII

No man is an island entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent,

a part of the main; if a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as well as any manner of thy friends or of

thine own were; any man’s death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind.

And therefore, never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.

~ John Donne

Photos of Howe Sound, British Columbia

Bison Time

It’s that bison time of year. Wood bison, that is. πŸ™‚

They are closely related to the plains bison that were nearly exterminated in the 1800s, but the woodland bison took quite a hit as well. The woodland bison have made a strong comeback and in parts of southern Alberta the plains bison are doing much better.

They are good parents and it was, in part, their stubborn determination to look after their little ones that hunters took advantage of. They stood their ground in the face of danger and were picked off.

Right now there are many, many little ones and they wander around at will, crossing roads whenever they feel like it and heading off to tastier greens.

I am glad to see them roaming like this as nature intended. πŸ™‚