It's been a bit of a roller coaster around here as the flooding has produced a wide range of emotions and evokes memories of the 100-Year-Flood in Manitoba which occurred the spring before we moved here sixteen years ago. My heart is breaking for all those who are displaced right now across Alberta, for those who have lost their homes and their treasured possessions, and especially for those who have lost a friend or family member in these few days. It's these times that I'm grateful I paint as it is very grounding and
This image comes from photos I took in the mountains a few years ago, of the stubborn Bighorn Sheep that refused to move off the highway while he stood and stared at us over his shoulder. He looked a little condescending, actually. It was nice to see the sheep so close but I have to say, as with any wild animal, I was thankful to be in our vehicle.
The Big Horn Sheep is the sign of new beginnings...their horns never stop growing which marks abundance and creativity. They also remind us to maintain our balance in dangerous situations.
And the funniest thing happened yesterday. In the sixteen years I've lived in Airdrie, I have never seen a porcupine but yesterday my husband noticed one hanging out in the lilacs. This was after an hour sitting under them while he was reading. I didn't know they climbed trees. I didn't know that we had porcupines in Airdrie. And I learned from the Conservation Officer that they don't particularly enjoy eating lilac bark, preferring fruit trees (a crab apple tree sits nearby) or poplar. Well, at around 10 pm last night he, very noisily climbed out of the lilac and went on his merry way...to a party, no doubt. What else would you do after sleeping all day?