This has not been like any other summer. I’ll leave it at that.
However, interspersed with hard work, vigilance and what life brings were some idyllic times shared with people I love and I need to acknowledge that as the season, very gently, moves into autumn. Like others, I’ve noticed the brilliant yellow leaves of the poplars appear. Yesterday, I saw a mama American Coot slam-dunk her teenager, stopping its whining in a quick moment, shoving its head and body, deep into the water. I could almost hear her shouting, “Get your own damned food!” With me, it always comes down to what’s happening to the birds. To summarize, everything is in flux at the pond and there are indicators, as Cormorant teenagers practice their flights over the water and Grebe babies are taught to vocalize, that, all is about to change.
So, I reflect.
I always hear from Hollee, mostly through the format of the post card. My spirit sings when I get ‘real’ mail at the post box. She does this despite being a very busy lady, given her role and the necessary travel that comes with being the National Coordinator at L’Arche Canada. (but this, in fact, makes for a very interesting post card collection!)
For a glorious week, I had the chance to share daytime events with Hollee. When visitors come to Calgary, I always begin by taking them to the Leighton Center. I enjoy the views so much, the short walks…the art…the chat along the scenic drive. So, on Monday morning, a day that is closed to the public, Hollee and I headed west for the Center.
First, Hollee humoured me with a walk around the pond at Frank’s Flats. I can’t believe I didn’t catch a photograph! However, I DID pull off the road and snap a quick photograph of Hollee at spot where I remembered taking a photo of my sister, Valerie, years ago!
In the Leighton House, a couple of lovely exhibits, one Impressions: A Printmaking Exhibit and a Wildrose exhibit in the upstairs gallery. We were impressed by the exquisite modelling evidenced in a couple of pieces done in pencil crayon.
The haze from the fires in British Columbia was in evidence, everywhere we drove, that day.We took a country-road drive and also, made a stop at The Blue Rock Gallery, a space I have never visited in Black Diamond. I was so happy to finally see the works, in the flesh, by Vermilion artist, Justina Smith, an artist I follow on Instagram. I first became interested in her work when I saw her published journals as she took a drive across Canada and captured landscapes that were very familiar to me.Of course, Hollee and I stopped for an ice cream cone at the corner store!
On Tuesday, Hollee and I attended the Glenbow exhibit. I really thought she should see the Kent Monkman exhibit, Shame and Prejudice: A Story of Resilience . I had been wanting to take more time viewing it at a more leisurely pace. Next door, the exhibit, North of Ordinary: The Arctic Photographs of Geraldine and Douglas Moodie concludes on August 27. It was a powerful experience to visit the exhibits and to chat with Hollee about them. I do a lot of these things alone and it’s just so great to be able to emote and converse about art, when you are feeling a response, so deeply.
First, I’ve posted portraits of Geraldine and Douglas Moodie.
Nativity Scene 2016 Installation piece by Kent Monkman. Photographs of Kent’s paintings do no justice to them, but I wanted to carry a little archive with me, for the purpose of memory.
Baby Carriers…one small section of a very powerful space, created by Kent Monkman.
The Scream 2017 Kent Monkman a painting depicting children being rounded up from homes and families. This huge painting was straddled by two of the Cradle walls.
A detail from Iron Horse 2015 by Kent Monkman.
The Bears of Confederation: 2016 Kent Monkman
Banquet Table installation
At some point, Hollee and I enjoyed a Spolumbo’s lunch and a quick visit to the Esker Foundation. As well, and without photographs, we had a tour of the Calgary Reads house in Inglewood. Such a generous walk through one of the most magical houses in Inglewood. I really hoped to knock into Ben while there, but he was out working hard with Nourish.
Wednesday found me taking a rest…I think, or maybe we did a little bit of something in the afternoon. I don’t remember. It’s all a blur. And this makes me smile. I know that some where along the line, I convinced Hollee that we should go to the movie, Wonder Woman, as recommended by my daughter. So, we did that, also….free movie and food, using our Scene cards and coupons! I felt a little overwhelmed by the action scenes and the huge explosions. We left the movie, sort of laughing and trying to guess Cayley’s thoughts on the movie.
Oh! Yes! I almost forgot that we did our epic tour of the Calgary Zoo, taking in all of the active feeding and animated goings-on of our favourite animals. Like anyone else, I’m in awe of the experience of getting up close to animals and I DO think that the Calgary Zoo does what it can to make the enclosures interesting for the animals. However, I can’t say that I am a supporter of keeping animals locked up and out of their natural environments. I guess, on this particular day, I just entered into the experience at a different level. I think, for Hollee and I, both, it brought back childhood memories…years when great big Dino stood in the center of a huge grassy parkland. I remember visiting with my Gramma Moors when I was a child. Oh, how things have changed since then. Of the hundreds of photos I took of Penguins, nothing really turned out. I’m grateful that Hollee agreed to do the Canadian enclosures with me. The day after this, I was actually very weary!
Our last day of driving Alberta, saw us at Frank Slide. We listened to music while I drove and that was fun! As I put on miles, I enjoyed a lot of memories…past drives and different company…nostalgia about my parents and other friends. It was lovely and atmospheric. The smoke haze over everything this summer, changes the landscape dramatically.
I had never enjoyed the tours at Frank’s Slide before. We happened to tag on to one of these outdoors, some time after enjoying a little picnic of salad and fresh fruit. We stopped off at Lundbreck Falls, on the way home.
I can’t really explain what it meant to me to be able to be with a friend for travel and visiting and relaxing. I spend so much of my time, exploring, on my own, that it was a very different experience. I was sad to see Hollee leave, but with the full knowledge that there will be other times. I am just so grateful.
All the diamonds in this world
That mean anything to me
Are conjured up by wind and sunlight
Sparkling on the sea
I ran aground in a harbour town
Lost the taste for being free
Thank God He sent some gull-chased ship
To carry me to sea
Two thousand years and half a world away
Dying trees still grow greener when you pray
Silver scales flash bright and fade
In reeds along the shore
Like a pearl in sea of liquid jade
His ship comes shining
Like a crystal swan in a sky of suns
His ship comes shining