My blog is my album of memories, and June and July did not disappoint with opportunities for camping adventures. It was so special to camp with friends and family, to share the beauty of nature and fresh air. To appreciate quality time outdoors after a long year of living like hermits.
KETTLE RIVER PROVINCIAL IN EARLY JUNE
The Kettle River runs on and on under the Kettle Valley Railroad trestle,
and the trees along its banks appear to be running as well.
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Remembering the forest fire that raged into the park a few years ago and
absorbing the beauty of the forest that was saved by hardworking fire fighters.
Our good friends Ed and Sue walked and played games,
and laughed a lot with us.
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Raising a toast to long marriages, friendship, and the love of nature. |
MABEL LAKE PROVINCIAL PARK
Icy water did not keep the three sisters from having fun
Melody and Tucker relaxing in the hammock
Lots of exciting table games
Kyla and Avery hanging out!
Siesta solace found in a tent
Ray, Melody and Mark prep their foil dinners.
Lauren, aged 7 entertained all of us with her directed drawing classes. What a hoot!
Evening fire circle with half of our family
HERALD PROVINCIAL PARK
Lavender bouquet, a gift from a neighbour as we were leaving home
now graced the picnic table
Reinecker Creek trail to the waterfall was a cool reprieve from the blazing sun.
Towering pines along unique, steep rock walls
We are still in love after 50 years of marriage.
Margaret Falls
The old man hoping he can stand up again.
I had ownership of this wide diameter of Shuswap Lake
where I floated and dreamed.
Icy lime Margaritas on the beach with our friends Chuck and Phyllis,
complements of Chuck who kept them virgin. ( park rules)
Our 4 day view from our campsite with the train running 24 hours across the lake
We have grown to love the whistles over many years.
ELLISON PROVINCIAL PARK
on Okanagan Lake
SUMMER SOLSTICE
Sweet dawn announced by chirping birds and chattering squirrels
the golden globe in the sky climbs early
into the cloudless, azure heavens
settling comfortably at its blazing zenith
the landscape of scented towering Pines
a shimmering lake mirroring the sky
rocky ledges fit for an anglers line
cool refreshing water for a dip on this scorching day
as evening falls we climb the bluff
to sit in silence along with others on uncomfortable boulders
watching the sun falling behind blue hills, like a hand blown glass ball
with fiery orange strokes radiating to blood red across the expanse of the sky
in the cool of the evening we recline in our chairs
the campers chattering muted, the cicadas humming
the moon appears like magic, big and bold
glowing serenely through the darkness and silhouetted trees
Behold! God's creativity painted in the sky
right on time for another annual summer solstice
a full day of fresh air and the bonus of a free art gallery.
my soul brimming with peace, gratitude and AWE.
Trudy Peters
Goodnight Moon
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