On our way home from Alberta this past week, we stopped for a picnic lunch at Hemlock Grove in Canada's Glacier National Park. The boardwalk is a short loop through the forest, over a stream, and a good place to stretch one's legs after hours in the car.
A marmot showed up for the picnic, but he didn't want to eat anything we had (we didn't offer). He posed prettily for his photo, standing up straight and tall.
We traveled through several mountain ranges, although it's difficult to tell where one ends and another begins. It's wave after wave of beautiful peaks, fast-running streams and green coniferous forests.
Victoria to Red Deer is 1200 kilometres, and we make very few stops. These photos were all taken from the car.
I'm always in awe of the early explorers and engineers who envisioned railways and roads through these mountains. What a daunting task.
I've been spending hours in the garden since our return. Thinning, pruning, weeding, deadheading. It's satisfying work. Raspberries are in season and we're enjoying them each day, as well as freezing some for the winter.
Linking with Mosaic Monday, hosted by Maggie of Normandy Life.