It started 30th July when I took Patrick down The Hill to Bella Coola. You can see part of Highway 20 on the right.
Patrick did a bit of work in my friends’ yard at Stuie. (It was very hot.)
When I was down for my last physiotherapy appointment 6 weeks ago, masses of flowers were blooming. Now they are all in fruit.
False Solomon Seal
And again, with lupin leaves.
The oddest coloured berry was from the Queens Cup.
The roadsides were lush with fireweed and goldenrod
Unfortunately, I had to put Patrick on the plane to Vancouver. He was a great helper.
On August 2nd there was a Celebration of Life for a local pilot, Sid Blackwell, who had had a long battle with cancer. About 150 people turned up at the hanger where the Celebration was held. Sid often used to fly me to Nuk Tessli.
The next day there was a music gathering at the Paradise Resort on Eagle Lake just west of Tatla Lake. The minute the show started, my dog Badger lay on the deck in the shade and didn’t budge for two hours.
There was cowboy poetry
A most intriguing bagpipe player who filled the bag with an arm-pumped bellows
John, the host,
It was hot again and shade among the thin aspens was at a premium.
The sun was close to setting when we drove home (although the party went on for some time.) There are a lot of cows on the road right now. Note the bugs!
Tomorrow I drive 9 and half hours to Vernon, stay the night and pick up a stove, and drive back. It promises to be even hotter there, with “severe risk of thunderstorms…..” Should be fun!!!!
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