The solitude of sunrise on the edge of the Dry Island Buffalo Jump. Mist was floating above the Red Deer River. Clouds swirled around the rising sun and spirits of the past danced in the sparkling sunlight.
The morning sun reflected in the Red Deer River. It's easy to see why some say Dry Island is a sacred place.
Imagine my surprise when at the turn-off for the farm, there at the corner, alone on the prairie was a big bull bison. Certainly it was a domestic bison and of course the land was fenced, but somehow, the symbolism was just so appropriate.
Where the prairies meet the mountains.
Kootenai Brown and Thomas Blakiston probably stood here.
The Prince of Wales Hotel
A view from the Red Rock Canyon Parkway
The rippling waters of Red Rock Canyon swirled together to form shapes and patterns.
Light patterns at Red Rock Canyon, Waterton National Park
Spirit Bear, Red Rock Canyon
Camouflaged amongst the trees...
...was it a trick of the light?