Day Four into Five: Bug splats…

Last silliness in Banff, rockies drama: a bear eating something big, Sunday traffic, bug splats, straight roads, watching the ditches at dusk for glowing eyes and leaping ungulates, super moon, super glowing orange ball in my rear-view mirror, Peter Gabriel singing in my car: “Drawn across the plain lands to the place that is higher….”

Spontaneous buffoonery in Banff!
Spontaneous buffoonery in Banff!

Continue reading “Day Four into Five: Bug splats…”

Advertisements