“Which of my photographs is my favorite? The one I’m going to take tomorrow.” —Imogen Cunningham

The heavens tell about the glory of God. The skies announce what his hands have made. Each new day tells more of the story, and each night reveals more and more about God’s power. You cannot hear them say anything. They don’t make any sound we can hear. But their message goes throughout the world.
Psalm 19:1-4 NCV
I tend to be a “home body”, so my job has forced me to put on my boots and go see the view from the top of the valley when it’s too cold to want to venture out. That has also meant that I have seen new beautiful views, for which I’m often reaching for my camera. I hope to share a variety of pictures with you from behind the wheel, today and in the future.




This summer, I have a daily walk scheduled to take in the colorful sky filled canvas.

Sometimes the sky is clear without a cloud to be seen. Other times there are so many clouds I am surprised by a last minute peak that the sun makes at the horizon before it disappears for the night.

One thing you can count on, the sun sets right on time every evening, never looking the same twice.

My light will shine out for you just a little while longer.
Walk in it while you can…
John 12:35 NLT


The summer has officially begun and the temperatures are beginning to soar. It’s hard to believe this area gets down to -40 C in the winter when it’s hot and muggy like it is now.

This spring, as the massive amount of April snow we got melted, I made my way to the river often to see how high it would get. At sunset I got a special treat when the water reflected the beautiful sky and gave me some these great shots.



In Alberta we enjoyed a white water rafting trip down the Athabasca River. The water was very cold, even in late August, and the view was unforgettable.

We drove over to Old Fort Point just before sunset to check out a scenic lookout up a hill that overlooked the Athabasca River, Twin Lakes, and the small town.



My family rented two tandem bicycles and rode them around Stanley Park in Vancouver. Having locked up our bikes, we also ventured inland on foot to walk around Beaver Lake where I took these pictures.


If you’re asking, I rode on the back of the bike and just held on for my life. But when I stopped being afraid of crashing, I found I had a great view riding the seawall bike path.



Every evening a live masterpiece of a sunset dances across the sky, there for all to enjoy, if they would just stop to take it in.
The whole earth is filled with awe at your wonders;
where morning dawns, where evening fades,
you call forth songs of joy.
Psalm 65:8 NIV

This winter I have been enjoying the view outside. It can be a little more challenging this time of year to find things to photograph, but that just means you need to bundle up and look a little closer.
The last picture I posted looked so cold and uninviting that when I snapped this picture, I knew it would be the next one I’d share with you. I took this just a week ago when the temps were abnormally warm on a mid March day, reaching into the 60s. With spring just around the corner, I’m excited to get back outside again with my camera.
I love sunsets! I have to admit I have seen many more sunsets than sunrises since I happen to not really be much of a morning person. (Seriously, don’t ask my husband how many years it took to get me to roll out of bed early enough to make breakfast for the family.)