Monthly Archives: August 2017

Egg Shells

You have to crack a few eggs to make a great omelet or in this case a great breakfast for a campsite full of hungry family reunion campers. A few weeks back I was at a family reunion at a little lake in B.C. After a night of campfire songs, we woke to a great breakfast created by many hands.


My favourite time to swim at the lake was when it was lightly raining. The water was calm, no one else was out and the water felt a little warmer than on a hot sunny day. It was peaceful.


Boat number 4 at the docks. The texture and scratches on the aluminum along with the over painting made this an interesting Image to create. Simple at first but years of stories in every scratch and mark.

Looking Out

Looking out the window from the back seat. This is another image from a recent trip showing the view as we traveled along. The clouds were amazing and ever changing. It can be tricky to get the image you want but with a little practice and a lot of miles, it does get easier.

Prairie View

The view from the road is ever changing like the prairie weather. Storms brew, the sun shines and the fields change colour with the seasons. Whether it is an afternoon drive in the countryside or a long journey to a faraway place, the ever changing view is the best part.

Originally posted on Instagram @traceimages yesterday. Click on image to see a larger view.

Prairie Weather

The changing weather of the prairies is easy to see from far away. Most storms are small and pass by quickly. These where threatening clouds that never delivered on their threat. The wind carried them away without any rain and we were back in the sunshine again.

Looking Up

I had time yesterday to walk around the downtown at lunch. Looking up at all the new buildings and their glass skins. This one has interesting lines and the court yard below it is almost complete. It will be worth a visit when the fences come down and I can walk around it with my camera in hand.


Somewhere between Golden and Revelstoke, the smoke became thick and the visibility was poor. As we rounded the bend we saw the source across the valley. A fire burning, or more like smoldering in the beautiful forest of the national park.