Thanksgiving Monday was a beautiful day in Regina. My camera has not been out as much as I would have liked this summer, but the holiday was the perfect opportunity to go for a wander, camera in hand.
It was a hot, dry, summer in Western Canada, and as a result there were a lot of forest fires. Prior to our camping trip to Banff in August, it had been so smoky that the highway between Banff, and Radium, British Columbia had been closed. We camped for four days and had spectacular weather for three of those days.
It was very smoky on on our last full day in Banff. Mount Rundle on a clear day…
And on a smoky day….
Made for an interesting sunset…
“Peace is always beautiful…” Walt Whitman
Three for three! This is the third year I’ve been to Elk Island National Park in the last five years on my annual camping trip with my parents. The sunsets here are beautiful. We stayed two nights this year – the first night it rained, and the second night, well, this was the view….
This was the sunset in 2015…
And in 2012…
Between 9am and midnight on Saturday, I spent a total of about an hour inside. That is a perfect summer day in my books. We are in the midst of a heatwave here (a thunderstorm with a good soaking rain would be most welcome). It’s the kind of heat that soaks into your bones, and forces you to move at a slower pace.
And find shade….
Or just bask in the sun for awhile..
In the evening, the Saskatchewan Roughriders played their second game in brand new Mosaic Stadium. Night games are my favourite (this pic is actually from last Saturday’s Canada Day game). A win, too!
Everyone left the stadium under a spectacular full moon. I was anxious to get home and try to get some pics. Since I’ve been so busy at work, I haven’t really picked up a camera as much as I’d like to. It was eerily quiet and peaceful at midnight considering it was a Saturday night and I wandered down the street trying to find a good vantage point. It’s been awhile since I had that feeling of it’s just me and my camera and the subject I’m trying to photograph.
It was a good day.
There is something haunting in the light of the moon – Joseph Conrad
I grew up in a house with a field just beyond our backyard, in a town that was seemingly plunked down in the middle of nowhere. It was surrounded by fields, and in one direction, beyond the fields were the Great Sandhills. I can tolerate crowds, I’ve lived in a city since I finished high school, and I’m not sure I could live in a small town again, but I still am attracted to wide open spaces. All of these pictures were taken near Regina, SK.