It is Daylight Saving Time, the geese are returning home from their vacation and Sydney has a new spring in her step.
We put the leash on Sydney and walked to the lake to enjoy the sun.
The ice is melting in the creek.
The ice on Lake Simcoe is starting to melt. All the fish huts have to be removed from the lake by March 15th, but I worry that it is already unsafe. There have already been a few ice rescues and sadly some tragedies.
help...the ice is sinking.
Luckily, it is not deep at this spot. Sydney was able to scramble out and shake off the icy water.
I found a stick.. please play with me.
Sydney loves to jump to grab the stick.
Sydney can jump high
She loves the game and will keep it up for a long time.
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I have spent the last few days sick with a cold, so haven’t been taking any new photos. I thought for my first post of the new year I would share a few signs I have seen recently that made me laugh. I hope you get a chuckle too.
Look up and beware, you might get hit by a hoof..
We pumped some gas at this most unlikely station with its hand scribbled signs, then went inside the store to tell them how many litres. They used a small calculator to figure out the bill. I guess they are trusting and expect honesty. I hope they are rewarded. I also hope they will soon be able to upgrade to perhaps a fancier sign. I find it amusing that the “no sniveling” sign is important enough to get a professional sign, the rest isn’t worth wasting the money on.
Honest customers only and no complaining allowed.
Count to 20? I always thought I had to count to 10 to control my frustrations. This sign is at a gas station in Minnesota.
Our recent travels took us across North America where we enjoyed the varied landscape and countless beautiful rock formations. My favorite place is Bryce’s National Park in Utah. The colours and beauty of the hoodoos are second to none. I could not stand at the top and look down, I felt compelled to hike down to walk among the stone people. It is a wonderful experience to touch the glory of the canyon.
The hoodoo's formed by the wind and rain are standing in an amphitheatre.
A Paiute Indian myth says “the animal legend people who lived in Bryce Canyon long ago, displeased the coyote. Angered, he turned all the people to rock.”
I was not content to look from above, I had to hike into the canyon. I was dwarfed by the height of the hoodoos
The trail took us through archways and along steep cliffs.
looking through the natural stone arch
The dry canyon floor has trees growing high, reaching up to touch the sun.
looking up in the narrow canyon, the red colour of the rocks glowed in the hot summer sun.
Stairs cut into the steep cliff to helped us climb back up to the top.
The stairway to the top was very long, switching back and forth up the canyon wall. As we trudged higher and higher along with the other travellers, we still marvelled at the beauty of this place through our sweat and panting.
The Dempster Highway in the Canadian Yukon vanishes over the next hilltop.
The very high bridge above the Hoover Dam.
The road, the water, the telephone lines, the grass on the sides of the road all converge at one point on the horizon.
This is a fire tower in the far north of BC. I love how all the wires and the ladder converge at the top.
The lines of the Giant cedar in the Rocky Mountains vanish into the branches high above.
Where is the vanishing point? The view of the Grand canyon vanishes in the morning haze.