In all of my previous visits to the Skagit Valley, I have never taken the time to stop at Christianson’s Nursery (it’s the donkeys to the west and the decrepit barn to the east, and […]
Category Archives: spring
“Fence-iful” Flowers
I had an interview in the Vancouver area towards the end of May and wasn’t going to go all that way for all work and no play, not with one of my favourite destinations less […]
Spring Comes Softly
A few years ago, I decided to make an Earth Day tradition of looking for the first wildflowers of spring, crocuses. One year, I could only find their fuzzy shoots tentatively breaking out of the […]
No More Brown and Grey, Please!
You would think I would be happy about a warm and early spring, but the reality is that with only a skiff (or two?) of snow since mid-January, my colour-loving soul has had to endure […]
In the Pink
Typical Grace…nothing for a month and then two posts in the same evening! My computer died last month and it’s an onerous thing to rebuild a new computer with all your programs, files, preferences and […]
The Best Camera is the One You Have…
As I drove down the gravel hill towards Glenbow Ranch Provincial Park west of Calgary, a clump of yellow flowers caught my eye. ‘Were those lady’s slippers?!’ I asked myself incredulously. ‘No’, I dismissed my […]
When Life Gives You Lemons…
…make lemonade. Or photos, if the lemons take the form of snow in May. Hmmm…maybe it’s my fault we are still getting snow in May. I didn’t take my DSLR out to capture the beauty […]
Tiptoeing Through My Tulip Memories
During March and April when I’m too broke to travel, it often feels like torture that I once “liked” the Skagit Valley Tulip Festival page on Facebook, with all their reminders that more colourful places […]
Iced Blossoms
It should come as no surprise that the biggest draw for me in the ice-crusted garden was the peach tree with its promising pink blossoms. I’d admired them the day I arrived, but of all […]
Icy Spring Morning
I went to visit my sister in Texas earlier this month, and on my third morning there, she woke me up without me asking her to. An ice storm had blown through between the time […]