Rosehips

The autumn harvest from hillside walks. Wild roses grow everywhere and the hips are ready for picking. I always tuck an empty bag into my pack and spend some time picking nature's harvest of Vit.C rich rosehips. My grandmother always had a pot of rosehip tea ready and the sweet fragrance is a lovely reminder of the spring roses.

Rock Piles

On this property on Spencer Hill, Grand Forks, B.C. are piles of rocks like this from land clearing. One wonders what they grew here. The land is sandy and hot. So much potential for more farmland.

On the Cross Canada Rail Trail

Railway leftovers

Old Feed Barn

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Clouds

This is an amazing cloud formation from yesterday morning. It continued in a zig-zag fashion overhead. It reminds me of an Aladin's Lamp with the genie coming out as a smokey vapour.