As another Thanksgiving arrives in cycle tomorrow, I think on the threads of ties that expand and contract out from my heart as I grow and change through this life. Family and friends – blood and otherwise – are important anchors to me, relational being that I am. Reflecting on this, I thought on a […]
Third day. Hearty breakfast with lamb sausage. Rain. We hiked the Hooker Valley Track, took the steep steps up the overlook to the Tasman Glacier, and skipped out to Kea Point. There, we first heard – then saw with awe – the glaciers groan and quake on the mountain face in front of us, spewing […]
. . . With two full months of two separate years of photos from New Zealand in the backlog, tonight I made another attack in hacking away at the mass of pictures, willy nilly. This most recent trip was in April, included a companion, and incorporated way more Tim Tams. Dickey and I left on […]
The last leg of the journey was through the Waterton Lakes side of Waterton-Glacier International Peace Park, where we drove and hiked along Red Rock Canyon, stopped for a drink at the definitively haunted Prince of Wales Hotel, and continued on to Calgary at sunset, running wild through the canola fields. It was over all […]
We pick up the roses on their way to America, Montana, and Glacier National Park. If you’re bored of wildflowers – WHATEVER, sorry/not sorry – you try not to photograph them when their faces are as lovely, varied, and knowable as people. – – – – – – – – – – – – – […]
