Friday, June 30, 2017

END OF JUNE AT LAC LE JEUNE

Lac Le Jeune lies nestled in a wilderness forest of Spruce, Ponderosa Pine, quivering Aspens, Birch groves, and grassy meadows filled with colourful wildflowers and songbirds. We have been camping for 46 years and this was the 44th BC Provincial Park where we have set up camp and explored. We have a goal to camp at 50 different BC parks by our 50th anniversary. We'll see, as there are always our favourites to revisit and that won't count.









 Wild roses, Indian Paint Brush, Lupines and Columbia Lilies




























Midweek we had a cooler, cloudy/sprinkling kind of day, but also a day with a cool surprise as our friends/neighbours Larry and Marianne took a road trip to visit us. Took a drive into Logan Lake, a tidy little town in the picturesque Highland Valley. It was established in the early 1970's to accommodate workers in the nearby Highland Valley Copper Mine.



A most unique BC visitor centre up in the cab of a huge mining shovel.




 One way to look small is to pose beside heavy duty mining equipment.


Back at Lac Le Jeune my favourite travelling companion of 46 years spent hours drifting and trolling for those elusive trout which never made it to our supper table. And while he fished I wandered with my camera to capture the beauty of the moment, read a good novel and sketched the vista from our campsite.









One evening I paddled into the serenity of these calm waters, at one with nature mirrored amongst a garden of lily pads, alongside two loons, and floating into the shadows of the setting sun. It felt heavenly.



Night fell and we relaxed and chatted around a crackling fire to the far off yodelling of the loons.








Monday, June 19, 2017

THE KETTLE SINGS

Camping season always takes us back to our favourite park on the Kettle River. Last year was the first year after the devastating fire that burned wild and long in the area, but we camped anyway and walked through the burned out areas in the park, seeing odd remnants in the ashes and tree holes where once stately Ponderosa Pines stood.
We were back again this Father's Day weekend and I commented on what I could possibly take photos of, as I have many from past years. 
What a lovely surprise to step into a fresh landscape where nature has flourished once again, bringing a new beauty.



Father, son and grandson


CHANGING LANDSCAPE at KETTLE RIVER

The river runs wild and wide
along hillsides of charred trees
towering like matchsticks over verdant green meadows.

A fire does not silence the forest!
Songbirds carol, squirrels and chipmunks peep and chatter,
and crickets chirp in the depths of purple fireweed.

The breeze whispers renewal through tall waving grasses, 
 wildflowers bloom abundantly,
 as the Kettle sings to a changing landscape
marked with black totems telling their story.

Trudy Peters
2017






Pondering beside the river and jotting down poetic lines.
 This sweet granddaughter was just bubbling with rhyming verse all weekend.






Our 14 year old grandson entertained us on the bike track and with his cooking experiments. Would an egg cook better on a slab of slate or a melted metal sign pulled from the charred forest? 

Supper time brought out the best of his skills when he made six perfect Creme Brulees.




 Flowers rewrite soil, water, and sunshine into petal'd poetry
~Terri Guillemets,






My soul was filled with awe once again as I stopped to gaze at nature long enough 
for the ordinary to become extraordinary.





Monday, June 5, 2017

THE MERRY MONTH OF MAY

After the late arrival of spring I am happy to name this the merry month in some respects, but to some this month is anything but merry as our city has been experiencing unusually high lake water leading to unfortunate flooding of homes and parks.






Kayaking is peaceful these days as power boats
are not to be on the lake during this high water.


A sure sign of spring


In my back yard




My tribute to Canada's 150th



Magnolias along the driveway


Frilly and fiery tulips


Mother's Day omelet treat from my husband


Another Mother's Day treat with a drop in visit of our daughter and her three daughters.



May was the beginning of as many meals eaten outdoors as possible.


May was a month of changing skies.


Camping at Christina Lake at the end of May


Cascade Falls near Christina Lake


Camping and hiking friends.


The Kettle River at Cascade Falls



Spring translates earth's happiness into colorful flowers.
 ~Terri Guillemets