August 29, 2007
Built in 1924, this rustic stone cabin was to sustain guests of both the Canadian Pacific Railway and the Lake Louise Chalet on their day outings. It is unique in that it's structure, a stonework frame, deviated from the norm of that time period, the usual log construction.
Trevor, mountains, tea, Kirstin and Brent, these are four of my very favorite things.
August 27, 2007
As we entered we began to notice that the front door was not the only thing in the house that had been decorated in the spirit of Christmas. All over the house were touches of red, green and gold. Right when we thought that our visit home couldn't get any more memorable, our family decided to surprise us with Christmas and all of the trimmings. Unbeknownst to us everything from stockings to Christmas crackers, presents to pumpkin pie and marshmallow salad were prepared and decorated.
It didn't take long for us to catch on and before Mom could enter the house the letters forming the word 'NOEL' on the cupboard top had mysteriously been changed to 'LEON'. While Trevor took the brunt of the blame for this little redecoration, I smiled to myself amazed at how a few decorations, family and an old CD could make August feel so much like December. I even caught myself peeking outside to see if there was a fresh white blanket of snow.
August 19, 2007
We were relieved to discover that no one was injured and that the two French tourists escaped without harm. Really, the only harm done was in the leaking of jet fuel into an awe-inspiring clean mountain lake.
Sven (Steven), Megan, Colton, Brianne, Amanda, Rachel and Baby D enjoying the view of Uncle Monkey (Trevor) boldering on the rock beside.
-An arm of Abraham Lake looking towards Mount Sentinal (9,400 ft), Cline River and Mount Stelfox (8,619 ft).-
-That forestry degree comes in handy after all. I personally didn't know that pushing over trees was a course in University!-
Here are a few of the shots that worked out nicely, especially when you consider that it was past baby Dawson's bedtime, it was raining and the sun was very quickly heading south over the horizon.
August 5, 2007
August 4, 2007
After that it was a blur of red shirts and flying kids. I'm not entirely sure how Zane ended up high in the branches of the tree outside of Jo's house or, for that matter, why Raith had to jump for safety and run for his life from a huge giant we like to call Uncle Trevor.
We will miss Swift Current and our family. And it is odd to think that these little guys will be a lot bigger, brighter, and busier when we return in a year and a half.