On the last day of Vilis’s and my five-day visit to Alaska in May, we rented a car and drove east through Anchorage’s sprawling suburbs to Chugach State Park (saw a moose browsing on shrub...
Nova Scotia was ablaze with autumn’s glorious hues this past Thanksgiving Weekend. To earn – and the next day, to wear off! – our Thanksgiving roast chicken dinner, Vilis and I hiked in the ...
Blue sky. White puffy clouds. Ice-covered bay. All these enticed me to walk a few kilometres of the Butter Trail on a late winter afternoon six days before the spring equinox. The Butter Trail is a se...
This morning, the early March sky is nearly as white as the snow blanketing our yard. The air is still, damp, cool. Thin, nearly invisible rain falls in streaks, leaving droplets of moisture suspend...