Bow Lake and Glacier

Bow Lake Alberta in black and White

Bow Lake Alberta in black and white

Bow Lake Alberta in its natural muted colour. The glacier is in the distance at the head of the lake.

Bow Lake Alberta in its natural muted colour. The glacier is in the distance at the head of the lake.

Just a few minutes south of Mistaya Falls on the Icefields Parkway in Banff National Park is Bow Lake, which is fed by Bow Glacier. Bow Glacier, like all glaciers, is receding as the world warms. On this day in May there was still ice on the lake.

Ice in Bow Lake, Icefields Parkway, Alberta

Ice in Bow Lake, Icefields Parkway, Alberta

A few tourist buses had pulled up and a few people were taking photos, but it was cold, and most tourists seemed to be anxious to get back on the bus!

Bow Lake Alberta

Tourist outlook – Bow Lake Alberta

Bow Lake Alberta - Looking south

Bow Lake Alberta – Looking south

And finally, a rarity for me, a selfie, with an entirely out-of-place baseball cap.

Bow Lake Alberta. A rare selfie.

Bow Lake Alberta. A rare selfie.

All photos shot with an iPhone 6 and only slightly edited in Lightroom.

Flowers in Havana

On the Thursday edition of this blog we are still in Cuba and once again visiting Cemeterio de Cristobal Colón.

There were a few blooming shrubs on the grounds, but not many bouquets such as we often see in graveyards in my part of Canada.

Fuschia flowers soften the hard edges. The chapel in the middle the cemetery can be seen in the background.

Fuschia flowers soften the hard edges. The chapel in the middle the cemetery can be seen in the background.

A touch of pink in a sea of white and grey.

A touch of pink in a sea of white and grey.

Fading blossoms for an Angel.

Fading blossoms for an Angel.

It was hard to tell whether a maintenance person had forgotten to pick up this once-impressive arrangement of flowers, or whether it belonged to the stone behind it.

Fading memories

Fading memories

At last, some recent floral tributes.

On the main road between the entrance gates and the chapel in the middle of the cemetery.

On the main road between the entrance gates and the chapel in the middle of the cemetery.

Mistaya Canyon

Mistaya River in light snow

Mistaya River in light snow

Our hosts told us to visit Mistaya Canyon on our way to Banff and a hiker coming back out of the canyon as we arrived, confirmed that it was well worth the steep downhill path and the (equally steep!) trek back up.

We had also been told to visit Peyto lake, which is an amazing colour of azure, and the source of the Mistaya River. The road into Peyto Lake was not marked, so it was probably not yet open for the season.

Read all about it! The forces of falling water.

Read all about it! The forces of falling water.

Juniper berries

Juniper berries

Mistaya River and rapids

Mistaya River and rapids

The Dining Room plays this week

The Dining Room by A.R. Gurney, is directed by Terry Pratt and stage-managed by Sharon MacDonald. In the first photo, the director stands in for an ailing actress at a dress rehearsal in one of our five “chamber” venues. The stage show is at Le Carrefour Theatre February 17 & 18 with tickets at TicketWizard.ca.

The Director subs in for a sick actor

The Director subs in for a sick actress whose son arrives home from Boarding school early.

Tony studies Anthropology

Tony studies Anthropology and photographs his Aunt Harriet.

Tony studies Anthropology

Tony studies Anthropology and asks about finger bowls representing the last vestiges of capitalism.

Daughter and drunk Dad

Daughter and drunk Dad

Hold the soup, Bertha

Hold the soup, Bertha

Last week’s post about The Dining Room can be found here.

Rusty details in a Cuban Cemetery

On our third day in Havana, we took a taxi to the Christopher Columbus Cemetery, were given a short tour of the major mausoleums, and turned loose for the morning. Not getting lost was a major challenge.

The predominant colour in Cementerio de Cristobal Colón is white. But doors on crypts, gates and details are made of iron, and that iron has rusted.

Who has the key?

Who has the key?

The Angel Gate.

The Angel Gate.

Selfie with Lyre. I was shooting that day with my Sony R100-III

Selfie with Lyre. I was shooting that day with my Sony R100-III

A touch or orange.

A touch or orange.

This detail, seen on a lot of the newer gravesites, has not rusted but I couldn’t figure out what it was made of.

Cuba Day 3

Cuba Day 3

Snow in Alberta in May

Snow on the Mountains.

Snow on the Mountains.

After three days based at the fantastic Aurum Lodge near Nordegg, Alberta, we headed for Banff National Park and the continuation of our drive west. It was snowing when we got up but, hey, it’s only May, in Canada, and we’re hardy.

These photos are all from the western end of the David Thompson Highway and were taken with my iPhone through the car window while Mr. IDWE was driving.

Snow on the Mountains.

Snow on the Mountains.

The forest fire here had burned several years before but we were all very aware of the tremendous damage that had befallen Fort McMurray, Alberta, earlier in the month.

Forest Fires were here.

Forest Fires were here.

Forest Fires were here.

Forest Fires were here.

The snow continued until noon but the day remained gray and overcast.