Photographed by Sheryl @ Flowery Prose.
Tag Archives: Canada
The stand.
Photographed by Sheryl @ Flowery Prose, at the Ann and Sandy Cross Conservation Area, a nature preserve southwest of Calgary, Alberta.
Let’s head west.
A view of the Canadian Rockies from the Ann and Sandy Cross Conservation Area, a nature preserve southwest of Calgary, Alberta.
Photographed by Sheryl @ Flowery Prose.
Dawn formation.
Clouds over Nose Hill at dawn.
Photographed by Sheryl @ Flowery Prose.
Prairie sunrise.
A bit of prairie in the middle of the city – pre-dawn in Nose Hill Park, Calgary.
Photographed by Sheryl @ Flowery Prose.
Winterfall.
Photographed by Sheryl @ Flowery Prose, on the University of Calgary campus. Please check out my post “Winter Magic!” for more photos in this series.
I hope everyone has a wonderful weekend! I know many of you will be gathering with family and friends - enjoy! :)
Polar visit.
One of four polar bear sculptures designed by Heavy Industries, on display for the holidays in Chinook Centre, Calgary.
Photographed by Sheryl @ Flowery Prose.
Sun, encapsulated.
It’s minus 20 degrees Celsius in Calgary with a windchill approaching minus 30. I’m thinking back on a warm summer day spent in the Silver Springs Botanical Gardens….
Photographed by Sheryl @ Flowery Prose
Snapshot, cityscape.
Yesterday, downtown Calgary, a view from the LRT platform at rush hour. Looking north beyond Courthouse Park and artist Joe Fafard’s horse sculpture “Do Re Mi Fa Sol La Si Do.”
Photographed by Sheryl @ Flowery Prose.
Solitude & Reflection
If one stopped, the water’s surface would settle, showing a very beautiful sky. The afternoon wind has died down; evening approaches. The sun is low and the temperature has the hint of coolness. The Loon cries in the distance. Not another soul is near. This is the time one should rest the mind; stop and reflect. But, I am always in a hurry to get to the other side. Someday…….
Homesick at 10 Weekly Challenge
English: A view of the cabins at Kineowatha Camps, Wilton, Maine, circa 1920. Kineowatha began as a girls summer camp, founded in 1914 by Elizabeth Bass and Irving McColl. Glass negative. Courtesy of the Maine State Museum. Retouched by MarmadukePercy (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
I think the first time I ever left home I was 10 or so . I went to a summer camp for one week . It was a church camp for kids , on a lake in the middle of New York State . My sister had gone the year before so she knew what we were in store for . Upon arrival I was taken back from all the kids that were there , it had to be two hundred or more. The sun was shining and for me , I had to go to a short indoctrination with my parents to get acquainted with the grounds and activity’s . When we were through it was time for the parents to go , wow I was on my own for the first time .
It was a feeling of internal power , I could feel my heart pounding a little harder. My breathing was a little deeper and I even think I was standing a little taller . We went right into the activity’s we had picked following our assignments for sleeping . The cabins were amazing , made of log and trimmed with wood , they were kept in immaculate condition . The first day was busy , I’m sure to keep the homesickness at bay .
I learned the first day how to make a candle , then went swimming in the lake . It was the best time I ever had , we went to eat the evening meal having hot dogs and hamburgers ( which was my all time favorite ) . Before we settled down for the night we all gathered in a big field to listen to the next days announcements as well as singing a few songs. We finally went back to our cabins and there , once I lay in my bed came the biggest sense of loneliness I have ever had . The first time in my life that I hadn’t seen or talked with my mother before I went to sleep . The sense of fear was out of my control , as I thought about home and my own bed I truly was homesick .
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