Snow and ice - both here in Montreal now and last summer on the Divide. Although it was in the 30s (80s-90s for those of you who think in Fahrenheit) in the valleys, the glaciers at the top of Mt. Robson were still very much in evidence, but shrinking. We walked from the Visitor Centre on Hwy 16 up to Kinney Lake along the Robson River, which consists almost exclusively of glacial meltwater, Every time the wind blew over the river to the trail, we were subjected to a dramatic fall in temperature - a very welcome occurrence!
However, as with all the other glaciers in the Rockies, as the climate is warming, the ice is melting faster than the winter can replace it. And the pine beetles are doing their quiet work on the trees because the winters just aren't cold enough any more. I put the dying tree here in front of the shrinking glaciers as a reminder that, even here, as beautiful as the scene may seem, our effect on the planet is causing changes. We have to do better. - Carol
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mother grew up on the banks of the Codroy River in western Newfoundland. The original house is gone, as is the sawmill that the family ran, but the view is the same. This is the beach where boats used to pull up at the mill. It's quiet and peaceful now, a place for meditation and contemplation. The property is still in the family - there are two new houses up the hill from the water - but I can't stop wondering what life was really like for my mother and her older siblings, before she left as a teenager to find work in Montreal. - Carol
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Carol Loeb
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