On our way back from Canada, we stopped at Snoqualmie Washington and went to this old mill-pond where I had taken a favorite photo before. It looked so different and mysterious on this cloudy day and I didn’t think the reflection was as good as the photo I had taken about three years prior. There is a certain stillness that fills this photo though and I’m glad we stopped and didn’t just disregard the moment.
Mysterious Old Mill Road
We returned the following day with the hope for a better reflection. The sun was out and shining but the reflection wasn’t nearly as good. It’s the same place only so very different from the previous day. Once again I took photos and found that quiet stillness in the mill-pond surroundings.
Morning Old Mill Road
I like the first one best, well that, and the one I took three years ago. I’ve learned over time that I should always stop and try to capture what my mind is telling me is worthy of a picture. Life is a little that way too, I should always listen to my heart and move forward on those things I think I should pursue. As we age, we realize the importance in fully living each and every day.
While we were in Canada we decided to go for a bike ride on the Kettle Valley Railway Trestles. The view from there was magnificent and the story behind the bike/walking trail is a testimony to the goodwill that lives in so many of us.
There are eighteen trestles and two tunnels. In 2002 there was a lightning strike that started a huge wildfire. It damaged or destroyed sixteen of the eighteen trestles and you can see how large the fire was nearly every place that you go in and around Kelowna. I didn’t notice where the fire had been until I road across the trestles and became aware of the burnt tree stumps that still remain standing today. The Canadian people have lovingly rebuilt this lovely trail and these trestles. We were lucky enough to come upon it just before they stopped renting bikes for the season. It is a place where you want to linger and take in all the beauty that the hills and valleys have to offer. The fact that Fall was setting in only enhanced the beauty of the countryside. Should you ever venture to Kelowna British Columbia, please don’t miss the opportunity to ride along this mesmerizing trestle trail.
Last week we took a trip to Lake Okanagan, British Columbia, Canada. We just happened to be there while the trees were turning golden. It was quiet and slow-paced, as the summer tourists had returned home. It was the perfect Fall vacation.
Fallen Park Leaves
Setting Sun Across Golf Course
From Kelowna’s Lakeside
View At Quails’ Gate
We were staying in Kelowna, near the Lakeshore Wine Route. We didn’t have a meal that wasn’t spectacular, the locals were friendly, and the weather was wonderful. This is a place I want to return to someday, perhaps at another time of the year so we can experience it during a different season. We traveled there with friends, took in wineries, (accidentally) saw Will & Kate’s motorcade and Kate’s waving hand, sipped and painted on the deck, and played cards. We came back fully refreshed. I realized that you don’t have to go very far to find a place that rejuvenates you with its stunning silence and beauty. You just have to look and listen.
I know it’s early, but I hope everyone reading this has a Splendid Thanksgiving. I know that these turkeys will have a Happy Thanksgiving running about the hills where I live. They are wild, free, and hanging with friends.
I’ve been noticing lately that there is a stillness about this season that I haven’t noticed before. It’s very hard to capture that feeling in a photo.
There’s been no swirling winds that knock the leaves off the branches. It’s just been incredibly still. I’m a little worried that we won’t get rain again this winter.
Turning Leaves in Bidwell Park
I went to Bidwell Park in Chico, California when I was visiting the other day, with the hope that the leaves would be colorful and falling from the trees. The leaves were just starting to turn and there were so many acorns that it seemed as if they were raining from the sky. The chatter in the trees was amazing to listen to as the acorns fell from above.
Little did I realize that all I needed to do was step outside into my own backyard to find a sight that I don’t usually see. We often have Swallowtail butterflies in the yard but seldom do you see a Monarch.
Resting in the Magnolia
So when I saw this, I grabbed my camera and waited……and chased……..and waited……and chased……and waited. This was a very shy butterfly.
Drinking from the Dahlia
My patience paid off and I can return to the calm that continues to surround this season.
We ran out to the Suisun Valley last evening to capture a few images of the grapes while they were still on the vine.
A Good Harvest
These grapes were due to be picked very early this morning. I don’t need to tell you that these grapes will make some luscious red wine.
Autumn is Nearing
What I do need to tell you is that the Suisun Valley is an up and coming place to go taste wine. It was just written up in The North Bay Business Journal and there are some, long established, Napa wineries that are moving into this valley.
Calm Before the Harvest
It’s not very far to go for many of us. It doesn’t have the crowds, the expensive tasting fees, or trouble with parking.
It does have friendly people, good wine, and lovely picnic areas. You’d better go try it before the word gets out. I am lucky; it’s virtually in my backyard.
Quiet Little Valley
In a few weeks this valley will be ablaze of yellows, reds, and oranges. The harvest is in and Autumn is here. Drink in all those colors that life has to offer.