It is unusual for me to be looking up names of things I see on the side of the trail. However we have with us Ben Gadd’s Handbook of the Canadian Rockies which puts a person into the botanics. With the help of Ben’s light hand I’ve even been reading about geology. A subject that has, until now, left me cold.
This lake is here because of a deposit of sand and gravel called an alluvial fan.
On the way to Kinney lake, Mt. Robson.
Faunus anglewing. There were tiny blue butterflies fluttering about too.
Did I wash my hands after taking this picture?
Being in the Canadian Rockies, reading about how this all got to be here has given me a new appreciation of our small place in measured existence on planet earth. The message is, as always, to get on with life, here and now. And remember:
Thus should ye think of all this fleeting world,
a bubble in a stream
a childs laugh
Tomorrow we drive along the Icefields Parkway from Jasper towards Banff, then East and North for Edmonton.
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Looks like you’ve found heaven.