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.
One of my favourite things about summer is the floral bounty found everywhere. Here are some samples for you to enjoy.
The city plants pots and beds overflowing with colour and scent.
Of course many homeowners make their neighbourhoods more beautiful with their plantings.
Even some plants, considered weeds, can be quite pretty.
Too soon, the flowers will disappear and be replaced by the beauty of autumn.
During this time of social distancing, I’m glad that we can still enjoy a walk outdoors on a sunny day. Here are a few sights that induced a smile during the last days of March.
Above, a photo of an outdoor tableau. The small windmill was no more than four feet tall. I’m sure this spot looks great in the summer, surrounded by plants and flowers.
Usually, these Christmas decorations are gone by the end of March. Was someone trying to spread a little cheer during these concerning times?
A cute Little Library. This one was tiny, but full!
It’s too early for this garden to be planted, but the gardener seems to be anticipating a good crop of weeds!
There was a lot of colour at the Regina Conservatory.
Irises & Lilies
Did you know these flowers grew in red and white?
And many other beauties!
Farewell from the Regina Floral Conservatory.