While walking through the park on March 28, during that in-between time, when winter is not quite over, and spring has not quite arrived, the geese were happily swimming in what open water they could find. In other areas, it was comical to see the geese slipping and sliding on the icy portions of the pond, as they chased one another. I couldn’t tell if the geese were “skating” on purpose or not, and I’m sorry I don’t have a video to show. It was certainly a smile worthy few moments!
The sky offers many beautiful and strange sights. The Milky Way, a myriad of cloud formations, rainbows, the Aurora Borealis, displays of lightning, eclipses, and harvest moons to name a few. One sight, not always welcome, is the appearance of sun dogs. They usually indicate icy cold weather, at least here on the Saskatchewan prairies.
According to Wikipedia, sun dogs are commonly caused by the refraction and scattering of light from plate-shaped hexagonal ice crystals either suspended in high and cold cirrus or cirrostratus clouds, or drifting in freezing moist air at low levels as diamond dust. The crystals act as prisms, bending the light rays passing through them with a minimum deflection of 22°. As the crystals gently float downwards with their large hexagonal faces almost horizontal, sunlight is refracted horizontally, and sun dogs are seen to the left and right of the Sun.
Whatever the cause of this awesome phenomena, it’s beautiful!
While riding home after a visit with our daughter last August, I was moved by the sights we passed on the highway, and was inspired to write a little poem.
The asphalt ribbon lies ahead,
Mile upon country mile.
Field and sky melt together,
On the distant prairie horizon.
Pumpjacks bow toward the earth,
Urging the ground to surrender its treasure.
Crops of canola, sunflowers, and grain,
Lift their golden heads toward the sun.
Rail cars await the prairie bounty,
To share with neighbours far and wide.
Weathered barns sag, abandoned,
Left to rot in the sun, wind, and rain.
We pass these familiar scenes,
As we make our way home.
Our prairie home.
My home city doesn’t have much in the way of outstanding architecture, but we do have a mix of old and new styles. I especially like the details on some of the older buildings like the coat of arms on the examples above and below.
Of course there are some ultra modern buildings covered with mirror-like glass.
There are a few old style churches that have undergone expansion and restoration throughout the years, and our legislative building has undergone extensive rehabilitation, including the replacement of the copper dome four years ago, that has now darkened to its permanent colour.
Here’s a close-up of the detailed sculpture above the columns.
The Legislative building was started in 1908, and someday I’ll have to do a post on its elegant interior.
This isn’t really architecture, but I love the ironwork on this door, the decorative tiles and marble on the entry floor, and the aged brick facade.
I love to find new examples of artistry and creativity in local buildings, and wonder about what inspired the architects and builders.