Let us return to Canada while the memory is fresh. As to today's title, there really is no other word to describe the landscape we drove through before we leaving Canada. That said, to quote Madonna, "beauty is where you find it", and if you at all pay attention, you will find it everywhere. Just this morning, while searching the trees along the lakefront for the owl, the sun was glinting off the water enough so that I was able to see small fish darting to and fro, and what's not to like about that?
Before we go back in time, I wanted to let you know that we are getting settled slowly, but surely. Yesterday morning, I decided that the way I'd set the kitchen up before leaving just wouldn't work very well following two nights of cooking. Pam to the rescue!! Putting our heads together, things are now much more user friendly. As to how we are going to remodel the kitchen in the near future, well, we have not yet decided. Last evening we joined a group down at the big pool and while talking to Sandy she said she'd had her kitchen remodeled in the last few months and could not be happier with the results. Today we have scheduled a tour.
The rain, holy cow! Twice while going to the grocery store I have been drenched. Plus, David pointed out lightening in the sky last night, something that as far as we know, is mostly nonexistent in Vancouver. For the most part we've been working indoors, so I cannot comment on the heat just yet. You can be certain that soon enough, I will.
Our first night on the road, during our stop in Merritt, I woke early hoping for a lovely sunrise. Not epic, but lovely nonetheless.
That crazy roadside attraction where we stopped for a few minutes? Their claim to fame is a goat walk which I cannot explain, but there is something about putting food in the buckets and cranking them upward.
The winding roads in the mountains kept Bruce alert, as we would go right,
Apparently rock minerals are the source of this water color which could be described as a very pale shade of green. Maybe I was partial to it because once home, I realized the wall color I'd chosen to paint the living area is quite similar.
In my next post we'll look a little closer at the scenery in Montana, Wyoming and South Dakota where the grandeur of the West continues. Something that kept coming to our mind was how the early settlers could have been so brave as to move westward. Your thoughts?
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