This one should have been in with the Prarie pictures. It is wheat. It is a field of wheat. There are many fields of wheat.
This one should have been in with the early AB pictures. It is me by my tent at a campsite in Canmore. Canmore. Hmm......I really loved Canmore - now the third time there - but I couldnt get beyond the extravagence of wealthy trendy people driving around and wearing hiking clothing (which is over priced as it is) and doing not much of anything. Prices were erroneously high for almost everything, and the town is heavily preying upon torists to ante up their savings. Not a place for the weakly walleted tourist or those thumbing around (as I was the first time, and also found it too expensive). The beauty is outweighed by the crass commercialism and fake atmosphere of designer-hikers spending their days gift-shopping. Seems curious to wear quick dry to shop. Maybe the stress brings out a lot of sweat and, being ever so unsightly, is quickly wicked away to the gods of evaporation....for a small price of $80 or thereabouts.Hmm....I really love being in the natural and geographical Canmore.Itis hard to be outdone. But it feels like a movie set where you can afford nothing. Let's leave this positive though - Canmore has a beauty that can mesmorize any person for any amount of time, and it is no wonder that people like planets, gravitate to a strong pull. Be it the Sun, Jupiter, or geological beauty millionsof years in the making.
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