A Little Taste Of Winter

Winter. It is ending.

Just yesterday, walking down the riverside walk, as it passes through the The Forks, I found this sad reminder that winter is passing its baton onto spring. Trapped in the exchange are these few remaining blocks of bluish ice set on a barely frozen Assiniboine River.

Just last week, I walked comfortably around these blocks, down a river-top path at the centre of the river. In February I likely sat on one of these blocks. Then, they were furniture set out at the centre of a winter palace. Continue reading

12 Days of Styxx, 2018 Edition: Day 7

Welcome to a year in the life of our greyhound/lurcher Styxx, compressed into twelve daily posts leading up to Christmas.

Styxx takes a walk through the gardens of Camp Morton, Manitoba, August 16, 2018

August

 

 

 

12 Days of Styxx, 2018 Edition: Day 6

Welcome to a year in the life of our greyhound/lurcher Styxx, compressed into twelve daily posts leading up to Christmas.

Happy 11th birthday Styxx! Styxx is a rescue dog. We have no records, no way of knowing his exact age, much less his birth date. Vets suggest 11 years old to be a good guess. Gail selected today, July 4, as a good birthday for a dog that lived in the United States prior to arriving at his forever home in Winnipeg.

July

 

 

 

12 Days of Styxx, 2018 Edition: Day 5

Welcome to a year in the life of our greyhound/lurcher Styxx, compressed into twelve daily posts leading up to Christmas.

Gail and Styxx walk the shoreline of Lake Winnipeg near Winnipeg Beach, June 13, 2018.

Navigating Hope

 

 

 

Little White Walks: On Omand’s Creek, Part Two

The ninth of a series of jaunts in the key of white. This week: the second half of a walk on Omand’s Creek from the Assiniboine River to Brookside Cemetery.

Passing through the concrete conduit beneath the Sargent Street bridge marks something of a transition point for the frozen Omand’s Creek. Behind me, the landscape has been commercial with big box stores, parking lots, hotels and busy roads lining the straight-jacket course of the creek as it makes its way south to the Assiniboine River. Ahead is all industrial. And my passage upstream this warmish winter afternoon all the more challenging. Continue reading

Little White Walks: On Omand’s Creek, Part One

The eighth of a series of jaunts in the key of white. This week: the first half of a walk on Omand’s Creek from the Assiniboine River to Brookside Cemetery.

I stand at the mouth of Omand’s Creek. Behind me, the broad Assiniboine River surges by on its way to meet the Red River, just a few kilometres to the east. Ahead is the diminutive Omand’s Creek, my frozen path for the next six-plus kilometres.

It is late February and winter still holds a tight grip on the land. The waters of both the Assiniboine and Omand’s Creek are solid ice and walkable. A thin layer of snow blankets their flat surfaces and the surrounding landscape of bare tree limbs and dead bullrushes. It is a comfortably warm day under the clear prairie sky. The temperature hovers just below freezing. The sun warms the back of my dark parka. Perfect conditions for a walk along one of Winnipeg’s most under-appreciated waterways. Continue reading