Black and White Winter
Glenbow Ranch Provincial Park, Alberta
Monochrome and a nature park do not always dance together. But sometimes the palette begs it. Take black and white Glenbow Ranch Provincial Park (west of Calgary, Alberta), toss in a fresh dusting of snowfall and the prairie paradise is dressed in it’s grey scale finest. There are trails to discover so don your booties and venture into the black and white world of western Canada’s best.
Meditate on your surroundings and drink in the cold season’s best. Lily Loop will not disappoint as the poplar boughs bend to frame your route. While heading down the drifting path, other sets of eyes may be on you so pay attention if only for the pleasure of sighting wildlife curious about you. It is not every day you are so popular. Moose would be rare in these parts but Mule Deer or White-tails often venture to the edge of a human encounter. And coyotes are always watching.
Fence lines defining natures’ borderless panorama. Meandering trails lure your athletic prowess with deer springing across the landscape, anywhere and everywhere, and spooky poplars with fingers grabbing the sky. And possibly you. All awaits your inquisitive wonder.
Mind the slippery ramble back up the hill to wind up your adventure. All roads lead up at Glenbow park. Before departure, be sure to amble your eyes west, drink in the Rocky Mountains creeping up behind the foothills vista. Can you imagine all of this in monochrome, a black and white Glenbow?
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Yukon Sled Dogs – Tenacity and Focus
Head up to Yukon, Canada (The Yukon or The North) in autumn and you will be blessed with landscapes in two primary colours (blue and yellow) in every direction, even if it is raining. Bright azure skies and golden fall foliage are showing off their best on a stage of unspoiled beauty, mountains, fens, mosses and mooses.
You will be even more blessed if you are lucky enough to spend some time with the Yukon sled dogs that the far northern hemisphere is known for. For a location near Whitehorse, Yukon to get your own fresh licks of love, try Muktuk Adventures . They offer the northern dog sled experience, hearty meals and more paw shakes than you can handle in one visit. Four times 120 and counting!
Trained to run at the front of the sled, these dogs know tenacity and strength, focus and drive. And they also know love. But running straight is not instinctive to a species that makes chase to forest critters crossing their path at any and every opportunity. Squirrel intersection ahead! So training is intense, just like the dog breed. The dog yard zooms from zero to one hundred in the blink of a tail swish. They are all about energy, captured and released.
Be warned, if you live with husky dogs for a few days there will be licks and there will be hair. Lots of it, on your coat, on your socks and in your mouth, from time to time. It is all about spreading the love around!
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Snowing In New York City, Disabled but not Crippled
In this town snowstorms are civilized enough that umbrellas are the head covering of choice, but a pinched plastic bag will do for a quick trip to the corner store. It is snowing again in New York City and the folks are ready, or not. Mother Nature has descended again.
Snowploughs comb New York City streets after the new dusting, relieving commuters worries and settling the mixy mass onto unsuspecting parked cars. While folks scramble for discarded outerwear, sidelined galoshes, parkas with zippers that did not get fixed after their discovery in the last snowfall, intrepid photographers head out aware only of the mystery that awaits. A new page yet to be published, all fresh and begging to be revealed, a monochromatic palette of hunkered down humanity, foliage folding in the elements, centuries old architecture witnessing, yet again, the humbling event of a winter snowfall.
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New York City Snowstorm
Catch It While You Can
A wish come true.
You can only hope to be accompanied by a camera in a place as densely populated as New York City when it is mildly crippled by Mother Nature. We are talking about mayor’s orders off the streets temporarily, not the tumult of the century that could bring real harm. A New York city snowstorm that will change routine is enough. Slushing through this weather gift, humanity stoops, meditating on crisp crystals as it maneuvers through what was routine only yesterday. Slugging the streets with heads cowered, limbs braced, digits clamped, foraging, despite the elements. Tires spin, large canines lumber, others selectively fashion a trail. Strangers help those in distress while whiteness prevails. Deliveries make their way through streets humbled by mounting inches of frozen displeasure. Bicycles adjust course, wielding new tracks as old routes are blanketed. Shovels scrape, snowblowers rediscovered. Scampering children, snowshoers and expectant photographers are delighted, the latter, childlike, swinging their light boxes scanning for magic on the next street.
Hit the streets to witness Manhattan limping slightly, but by no means defeated. Adults and pets and children and transportation and parks and shops and pigeons and pizza deliveries all cower to the elements and then adapt. By the time the snowfall has ended the city has picked up its gait significantly and hums on.
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