Yes, spring has sprung and the way I know that is because the crocuses are out in great numbers. Bow Valley Provincial Park is a good place to see them. I found these near Middle Lake.
This evening I’ve been looking at some old photos that have been digitized and decided to put them here as just a few days ago Mary C. and I said “We were cute then.” She has been digitizing all her slides – an amazing job. More power to her. So, here are some photos to look at. Click to enlarge.
Myself on Bow Summit, with my late sister-in-law Irene, my parents in their garden in Ottawa, my brothers Brian & Phill on Horetzke Trail out of Kemano, B.C. on a backpack hike with me, my mother and siblings from the 1940s (I’m the one in the middle with curly hair, and on the left in the next photo, and with Uncle Henry Johnsrud – me on the right. This last one must have been just after WWII.
Recently I attended the memorial service for Bernie Summerscales and enjoyed seeing many of my hostel friends, some I had not seen for a very long time. In particular Ray Blanchard. We, of course, will miss Bernie he was such a talented, amazing person, but I guess it is that time of life when we say goodbye to long time friends. There were a lot more people at the service, but I didn’t take my camera. Check page 29 of my Ruthie’s Trails book for a photo of Bernie, myself and Ron Hopf on top of Mount Castleguard.
Here are Yvonne & Geoff, Ray and myself, and Jean, Kate, David, Alison, Mary & Don. Click on the photos to enlarge.
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Recently I discovered interesting people on the net and have spent hours watching and listening. There are people being interviewed about a subject or interest. I’m learning what people’s beliefs and views on life are. So far they are fascinating whether I agree with them or not. Here is a list you might want to check out. Of course, one person leads to another and names appear in side bars you can click on. It is easy to get carried away and have time fly by. It certainly isn’t boring. If you want to give me your opinion just check on my contact page for my email. You may know all this and realize I’m just a babe in arms when it comes to the internet.
Dr. Jordan B. Peterson
Dave of Rubin Report
Dr. John Piper
Dr. Charles Stanley
Yes, another snow angel had arrived to pit his strength against the mounds of snow on my deck and in my side yard. His name is John and what a wonderful transformation he has made to the treacherous maneuvering it has taken for me to get in and out of my front door. Yesterday I had to snowshoe out my back door, down the snow covered steps and then break a trail through the Back Forty to the Berm above Exshaw Creek and down to Mount Kidd Crescent; along it and around the corner and over the drift in my front yard to snowshoe up the front steps to reach the door and the shovel. I was barely able to free the front door so I could open it.
Tonight all that has changed when John arrived and put his muscles to work. Danny, a local lad, contributed to some of this miracle, but it was John who really did the majority of the work. The snow that was almost 60 cm deep on my walkway was so hard I could easily walk on top of it. John changed all that and created a miracle for me. You can see some of this miracle herein. Click once to enlarge a photo. The photo with the door visible was taken yesterday after my feeble efforts. The one with the bush on the left shows the front yard drift. John is six feet tall, so he figured the side yard drift is five feet deep.
Today it was Idel’s turn to lead the walk as she had suggested a walk around the Three Sisters Campground near where she lives in Dead Man’s Flats. The campground borders on an edge of the Bow River. It was very pleasant in -4˚C temperatures and Idel said that all winter should be this temperature. Were those lynx or cougar tracks? Were the little ones mice or weasels?