This coyote trotted in front of us and then slipped into forest. I kept my lens on her and she was curious enough to steal a quick look our way when she was in a small open space. We were spending our anniversary in Kananaskis and it was a nice moment to include in “our” day.
Please note that I took artistic license with this image and desaturated the colour in the forest around the coyote. The woods in Kananaskis are not black and shades of grey. For reference, the original image is included below.
This strange cloud and a few stragglers lit up brilliantly ahead of the rising sun. I was driving east towards Calgary and stopped for a few minutes to watch what looked more like a stack of cotton candy than a regular cloud. Mind you, whenever I think a cloud is just a normal one, watching it morph unpredictably as it crosses the sky reminds they are magical creations.
There has been a bobcat and her kitten spotted several times over the past month in the forest that wraps around the community of Redwood Meadows. The mixed forest and light snow provide excellent cover for these medium-sized cats so they can disappear without notice which makes actively searching them out a challenge. Up until yesterday, I had yet to see either of our native lynx species, the Canada lynx and the bobcat, in the wild. The mother was tawny almost having a tiger’s colouring when it slipped into the shadows when its kit had caught up and they went deeper into the woods.
Driving into Redwood in mid-afternoon, we saw a cat crossing the road. Nothing unusual until we drew a bit closer and realized it was much larger than a house cat and its spotted coat and bobbed tail indicated it was a lynx of one type or the other. The reddish-tawny colouring was unlike any Lynx images that I have seen but a lack of direct experience saw me do a bit of research to confirm the identification. The prominent spotting, colouring and white/black tip on the tail ruled out Canada Lynx leaving me sure that I had spent a bit of time with two beautiful bobcats.
I couldn’t be more pleased to have had this opportunity to see this pair and in my own town.
Bobbi and the kids watched a Lynx walk around our house and into the woods behind yesterday. I wasn’t home so that wasn’t a show meant for me but we do have less elusive wildlife that comes around. Particularly in the winter, some of the mule deer who live in the community clip clop onto the deck looking for seeds underneath the bird feeder. This doe was bold enough to visit during the daytime. She was rewarded with a pretty good snack being the first visitor in a couple of days.
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… and just about everywhere else in this part of the world is frozen solid. Temperatures have been stuck below -20°C for the week. Much too cold but rather beautiful. This branch hung over a trail I was on near Johnson Lake in the Banff National Park. It seemed to be a fitting summary of the change into full winter.
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Following an unusually warm Hallowe’en, the temperature dropped below freezing. That low pressure system was accompanied by heavy clouds and snow flew for the first and second days of November in southern Alberta. On Sunday, I left Bragg Creek early in the morning with the snow still falling fast. By the time I was in Banff, the cloud ceiling was much higher and the snow falling much softer. Before noon, the sun was out and the winter wonderland was starting to melt away quickly at the lower elevations. I went down to the Vermilion Lakes to see how things looked and check if any of the wild residents were wandering about. I didn’t find much wildlife, but the landscape looking beautiful with the shoreline’s snow gone but the belt of white starting only twenty or so metres above. When the long chain of freight cars riding the rails on the far side of the second lake came into view I stopped to take a few photographs.
A blizzard swept out of the mountains on the weekend. The ground had been almost bare but winter felt everyone’s enthusiasm for spring was premature. The snow fell through the night and in the morning there was almost a foot blanketing the grass, the trees and almost anything else that doesn’t move. In the middle of the storm, I went outside to watch the snow and enjoy the sound of the huge flakes touching down and watching them tumble through the darkness.
I went back to Elbow Falls for the third time in the last couple of weeks. With the snowstorm that blew in on the weekend, I was drawn back to see another face to the area. Heavy snowflakes had piled up in the trees and across the rocks with more falling rapidly when I was up there. A slip on the ice was my payment for passage but I liked the scene I slid into. The falling snow gave the trees a charcoal sketched look while the rocks and water in the river had texture and character that seemed to suit black and white processing.
With fresh snow on the ground, I went back up to Elbow Falls to see how the valley would look in a return to winter clothing. I was there only a week ago and the change, beyond the cold, was significant. I love snow-covered landscapes so I found this visit to Kananaskis to be a very beautiful one. I think spring is coming soon but when winter is this pretty, I don’t mind a little delay.