I had driven past the small hamlet of Springwater years earlier, while on assignment for another project. I never had the chance to visit. The place struck me as so picturesque that I always felt like I had to go back.
Waiting
Sometimes, you just take it slow and easy. No hurry to get where you’re going. The mountain pass is shorter and faster, but the ferry is more leisurely.
Midway memories
Long before Silver City Days, our annual fair was called the Trail International Festival. In 1974, two friends and I stood atop the roof of the Crown Point Hotel to get these photos of the midway located on Bay Avenue.
You looking at me looking at you
In an era of instant selfies, it can be hard to remember there was a time that when you were looking at the camera, someone else was looking back at you.
Sleeping on Snow
Days are getting longer, nights are less cold. Night skies at this time of year are spectacular. A recent conversation reminded me of past winter camping trips and, in particular, a trip that I did with a friend a few years ago.
A blue piano in Riverhurst
After the Elbow parade, after Gallery 148, after the best milkshake in the world, we found ourselves in Riverhurst. We decided to take a walk downtown, explore another “Railway and Main” in Saskatchewan. We found a blue piano.