[av_image src=’http://ourgreatescape.ca/wp-content/uploads/2018/01/Rux-outbuilding-800×533.jpg’ attachment=’5129′ attachment_size=’large’ align=’center’ styling=” hover=’av-hover-grow’ link=” target=” caption=” font_size=” appearance=” overlay_opacity=’0.4′ overlay_color=’#000000′ overlay_text_color=’#ffffff’ animation=’no-animation’][/av_image] [av_heading tag=’h1′ padding=’10’ heading=’One scene, two visions’ color=” style=” custom_font=” size=” subheading_active=” subheading_size=’15’ custom_class=”][/av_heading] [av_textblock size=” font_color=” color=”] It was a chilly November morning. We left Spokane bright and early with coffee in our hands and plans for a… Continue reading One scene, two visions
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A housebound escape
This doesn’t have anything to do with reading. Even though reading is the best escape I can take without leaving the house. No, this is about losing myself on my laptop in a way that doesn’t involve writing. I’ve been learning how to use Photoshop, trying to get better at this art called photography. Back… Continue reading A housebound escape
Guardian of the Columbia
It distracted me from my ultimate mission — an afternoon with Maremma sheepdogs. I was driving south on a rural road on the Colville Reservation and spied it out of the corner of my eye. Of course, my new friend Kaila warned me about it. She said “there’s a beautiful abandoned church near our homestead.”… Continue reading Guardian of the Columbia
On the job
I love this breed. So damn much. When Shep came into my life in 2004, I had never heard of a Maremma sheepdog. When my friend who connected us told me the breed name over the phone, I heard “Miramichi dog.” For those not in the know, the Miramichi is a region of northeast New… Continue reading On the job
A new friend
And one angry, worried husband. I can’t really say that I blame him. My adventures have gotten me into trouble. There was the time I blew a tire (hey, where did all the pictures on that post go?) and there was the time I backed into a deep ditch of snow.
Rebuilding the past
“Hey, did you hear about the brothel?” “The what?” “We found what we think might have been a brothel, upstairs from City Hall.” “That’s pretty cool.” “Do you want to see it?”
The Rocklyn rabbit hole
Editor’s Note: The Rux homestead is on private property. The owner, whom you can learn more about in the comments section, has posted No Trespassing signs. Jerry is a great guy and more than willing to cooperate with photographers, provided they seek permission. I get lost in detail sometimes. When I got home from a… Continue reading The Rocklyn rabbit hole
Healing time
It’s a beautiful, blue-sky day in Eastern Washington. Part of me wants to hit the road and go somewhere fun. Today, however, my beautiful Bella is recovering from surgery. It was time to get her spayed and add on a prophylactic gastropaxy (a procedure in a which her stomach is attached the chest cavity to… Continue reading Healing time
Two photowalks, one week
November?!?!? November was the last time I wrote about an adventure? Shame. What’s worse is how much time I have on my hands these days. In late January, Bella and I packed up a U-Haul and moved to Spokane, Wash., to join Our American in our Happily Ever After. And I’m not allowed to work.… Continue reading Two photowalks, one week
Do you see enough?
I try to take a 360-degree approach when I’m out exploring and taking pictures. I take some shots of what I see, then turn and turn and turn, making sure I don’t miss anything. Some places draw me back for more. Dorothy, the Atlas Mine and Rawley are my Alberta favourites. I’m keeping a mental… Continue reading Do you see enough?