There were colours on our drive around British Columbia.
Blue skies, sunburnt yellow fields, blushing peaches, the impossible blue and green of the water.
But somehow the sweep of a mountain and the ripple of a lake shore is clearer in black and white.
Mount Robson in the Rockies.
In the Rocky Mountain trench, near Valemount.
Witty's Lagoon, near Victoria on Vancouver Island.
The land my Scottish great-grandparents settled in 1920, which my dad now manages as a woodlot. Near Courtenay on Vancouver Island.
Wild brambles on my dad's land.
Rinsing his feet in the ocean after a dusty walk through the bush.
Red and blue huckleberries I picked in my dad's front yard for breakfast.
Day trip to Quadra Island.
Pretending I actually live on Quadra Island.
View across Okanagan Lake from Kettle Valley Winery in Naramata.
Lake shore during an afternoon swim in Peachland.
Picnic lunch on our way home at Kicking Horse River in Golden.
one year ago: cherry peach jam
two years ago: tschüss, deutschland! and german groceries
three years ago: peach crisp and tomato zucchini gratin