If of thy mortal goods thou art bereft
And from thy slender store
Two loaves alone to thee are left,
Sell one, and with the dole,
Buy hyacinths to feed thy soul.
~ Saadi, Persian poet
An experiment Bowness Park, November 21, 2012
If I am aware, every place on earth has its own brand of beauty. How is it possible that I can become accustomed to the staggering beauty of the foothills and mountains to the West. Jamieson Road, West of Cochrane, AB July 26, 2014
If leaves had feelings would the grass tickle? September 25, 2014
What if leaves were carved from the wood of the tree they fell from? Hawkwood, September 24, 2014
As scouts we used to sing a song, The Lion Hunt. “I’m going lion hunting I’m not afraid! I’ve got my trusty gun And my bullets by my side.” If I recall correctly the lyrics spoke of tall grass and short grass. I thought it would be fitting to hide some...
“Rodents of Unusual Size? I don’t think they exist.” Wesley – The Princess Bride (1987) Nose Hill Park, October 30, 2014
This one is best viewed in the gallery –>here.
The path from the parking lot to Elbow Falls – September 19, 2012.
February 26, 2012 – a foggy, snowy day. Looking west toward the mountains from a gravel farm road near Hillspring, Alberta
Hard by a great forest dwelt a poor wood-cutter with his wife and his two children. The boy was called Hansel and the girl Gretel. Bowness Park, November 14, 2008