Turning the corner along a new-to-me Salt Spring Island trail yielded this startling view.
More moss bumps, this time growing on trees.
Perhaps this is a metaphor for the startling growth of personal debt in Canada.
Oreos
Yesterday I stumbled up this photo from way, way back while looking for images for a client. They are of course on Night Owl Farm, along the Fulford-Ganges superhighway. And of course they are often called ‘Oreo Cows’. But they are Belted Galloways and may be offended by being called Oreos.
And you wouldn’t want to be too offensive:
The black part of them looks a lot like the Black Angus my Dad had in Ontario. I wonder where the white oreo filling came from?
Stream in the Clouds
Back in the mountains. Salt Spring Island’s got a lot of wet going on this time of year.
But…it’s spectacular!
Hiking in solitude, in the clouds and heading for the soft sound of a mountain stream.
I guess it gets better than this, but I’m not sure how.
Arduous Childhood
This Arbutus must have had an arduous childhood.
Moss Bumps
A beautiful hillside seen during Saturday’s lengthy dog walk.
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