In April I took an early morning trip to the mountains to physically, emotionally and mentally decompress after eight-plus especially tough months of school and life. I had previously seen the Kananaskis (pronounced Kana-na-skiss) valley in the afternoon and late in the day, but never at dawn, so I got up at 5am, jumped in the car, and spent several amazing hours marvelling at Nature’s handiwork. I took my camera with me and took some pictures. I remember driving along, around a bend and up a hill, and seeing this:
I put together a slideshow of that day’s trip in case you’d like to see it. To view it on YouTube just click here.
After a sort of medical event at the end of May I started to get the itch to take pictures again and I went to the Drumheller area with my very talented sister (Dorothy) and took a few like this:
But it was this little guy who inevitably shifted my paradigms. His name is Rusty and he came along at the end of June, instantly brightening up the house and distracting everyone in it from all their stresses and strains.
Rusty has become a very big deal around here (though we obviously don’t tell him this), and he’s very photogenic, so here are a few more of him to finish my little synopsis of a most eventful year.
Happy New Year everybody!