Old Catholic Church, Dorothy
Badland sentinel
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Taveta Golden Weaver
The Hoodoo Trail
Seedpod of the Sacred Lotus
Love his glassy eyes
The beauty of low cloud
Living in a rocky world
One of two young brothers
Slime Mold
American Goldfinch
Sunset over Great Falls, US
Yellow-bellied Marmot
Taveta Golden Weaver
Silky Scorpionweed / Phacelia sericea, Pocaterra C…
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Yellow-bellied Marmot - from the archives
The Hoodoo Trail, near Drumheller
Young Yellow-bellied Marmot
A youngster having fun
A sight for sore eyes
A moment to ponder
Fall colours
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McDougall Church on a sunny day
Owl butterfly
View over the Waterton Valley
Backlit
Me and my shadow
Skiff Elevator, after the storm
Just a little mushroom
Almost like art
A change from Marmots
Irresistable
When the mountains turn pink
Prince of Wales Hotel, Waterton
Hiding in the moss
Yesterday's treat
Burrowing Owl, after the storm
Sea Holly
Dusky Grouse female
Bison Paddock, Waterton Lakes National Park
A closer look
Those red, red rocks
Cameron Lake, Waterton
Cleaning the BBQ
Layers of blue
If it looks close, it's because it was!
Pure joy
Yesterday's storm clouds near Skiff, Alberta
Yellow-bellied Marmots
Red-tailed Hawk with tree bokeh
A touch of iridescence
Police Car Moth
The smoke breathing monster
Pika, busily feeding
Cautious mother of twins
Embracing the sun
The Kent (Superman) Farmhouse
Edelweiss
A beautiful display of Fireweed
A quick, two-second rest
What could be cuter?
Shades of brown
Broad-headed bug
The twins' Mom
Clouds over Frank Lake
One of two little fawns
Mourning Dove
Richness in nature
Erosion in Dinosaur Provincial Park
Just before it jumped
Now that's a whole lot of bull
Glad to see Gladioli
A fancy fungus
The Wilson's Snipe - such a fine bird
Chokecherry / Prunus virginiana
Juvenile Wilson's Phalarope
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Chipmunk with Foxtail
This tiny Chipmunk was happily nibbling on what looks like a blade of Foxtail Barley. It was running over the rocks at The Hoodoo Trail and each time it stopped for a few moments, I just wasn't able to get a completely clear shot of it. I love those tiny hands grasping this snack.
Three days ago, on 29 September 2014, I finally drove out across the prairies to an area that lies NE of Calgary, that I had longed to go to for so many years. It must have been 30+ years ago that I first saw one particular area of the Badlands of Alberta. A few times, I had been fairly close when I went on several botany trips out that way, but when you are carpooling, you can't just go wherever you want. So, my youngest daughter and I decided that we both wanted to make this trip, All summer, we have been waiting for a day on which she didn't have to work and where the weather forecast was for no rain on the day or there had been no rain the previous day. The Bentonite Clay in the area becomes treacherously slippery when wet. The forecast for yesterday was for a mainly sunny day - at last, we were going!
I think this was the longest day of driving I had ever done, especially to, and in, an area that I'd never driven to before. For anyone who doesn't know me, I have battled a driving phobia for decades, plus I have no sense of direction, lol! Thankfully, my daughter has an amazing sense of direction, so I knew we wouldn't be stuck out on the prairies in the middle of nowhere. A typical question at too many intersections went as follows: me - "Do we go left?"; my daughter - "No, we go right", lol!
I met my daughter at 8:00 am. and I got home shortly before 9:00 pm. Much of that time was spent driving; the rest was spent wandering round three main areas - The Hoodoo Trail, Dorothy and Rowley, in different directions from Drumheller (known for its remarkable dinosaur findings). The forecast was far from accurate on our drive out to the Badlands and I began to wonder if we'd made a mistake going on this trip on that particular day. However, knowing that snow would be returning very soon ("returning" because we had two snowstorms on 9 and 10 September), I was beginning to feel rather desperate and really didn't want to risk not getting out there this year. The afternoon was less cloudy and we did have some sun.
Our main destinations were the Hoodoo Trail, the almost-ghost-town of Dorothy (calling in at Wayne as well) and the historic hamlet of Rowley that lies north of Drumheller. I had longed, for such a long time, to see the two small, old churches that are to be found in Dorothy, as well as the old grain elevator. Both churches have been restored, which is good in some ways but they have lost some of their character.
After driving over 11 bridges to call in at Wayne, we then drove to Rowley to see the old grain elevators and to wander round this very small, historical place. There are actually three elevators there. Dorothy felt and looked almost deserted, whereas Rowley was beautifully kept.
From Rowley, we made our way back across the prairies to Calgary. I had planned on getting back before it got dark as I no longer like night driving and very rarely do it, but we didn't quite make it. On the return drive, the last sighting was a Great Horned Owl that was perched part way up a power pole. Well done, Rachel, spotting this welcome bird! Not easy to see in the dark. By the time I got home, I was so tired and my arms were so painful from driving, but, what a great day we had!!
Three days ago, on 29 September 2014, I finally drove out across the prairies to an area that lies NE of Calgary, that I had longed to go to for so many years. It must have been 30+ years ago that I first saw one particular area of the Badlands of Alberta. A few times, I had been fairly close when I went on several botany trips out that way, but when you are carpooling, you can't just go wherever you want. So, my youngest daughter and I decided that we both wanted to make this trip, All summer, we have been waiting for a day on which she didn't have to work and where the weather forecast was for no rain on the day or there had been no rain the previous day. The Bentonite Clay in the area becomes treacherously slippery when wet. The forecast for yesterday was for a mainly sunny day - at last, we were going!
I think this was the longest day of driving I had ever done, especially to, and in, an area that I'd never driven to before. For anyone who doesn't know me, I have battled a driving phobia for decades, plus I have no sense of direction, lol! Thankfully, my daughter has an amazing sense of direction, so I knew we wouldn't be stuck out on the prairies in the middle of nowhere. A typical question at too many intersections went as follows: me - "Do we go left?"; my daughter - "No, we go right", lol!
I met my daughter at 8:00 am. and I got home shortly before 9:00 pm. Much of that time was spent driving; the rest was spent wandering round three main areas - The Hoodoo Trail, Dorothy and Rowley, in different directions from Drumheller (known for its remarkable dinosaur findings). The forecast was far from accurate on our drive out to the Badlands and I began to wonder if we'd made a mistake going on this trip on that particular day. However, knowing that snow would be returning very soon ("returning" because we had two snowstorms on 9 and 10 September), I was beginning to feel rather desperate and really didn't want to risk not getting out there this year. The afternoon was less cloudy and we did have some sun.
Our main destinations were the Hoodoo Trail, the almost-ghost-town of Dorothy (calling in at Wayne as well) and the historic hamlet of Rowley that lies north of Drumheller. I had longed, for such a long time, to see the two small, old churches that are to be found in Dorothy, as well as the old grain elevator. Both churches have been restored, which is good in some ways but they have lost some of their character.
After driving over 11 bridges to call in at Wayne, we then drove to Rowley to see the old grain elevators and to wander round this very small, historical place. There are actually three elevators there. Dorothy felt and looked almost deserted, whereas Rowley was beautifully kept.
From Rowley, we made our way back across the prairies to Calgary. I had planned on getting back before it got dark as I no longer like night driving and very rarely do it, but we didn't quite make it. On the return drive, the last sighting was a Great Horned Owl that was perched part way up a power pole. Well done, Rachel, spotting this welcome bird! Not easy to see in the dark. By the time I got home, I was so tired and my arms were so painful from driving, but, what a great day we had!!
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