Sage and tumble weed,

She collected sage brush, tumble weed tangled and caught, shed antlers - a roadside bouquet tied together with a scrap of yarn, dangled from the rear window. It carried her home, safe passage while the car rattled over the pavement the 900 km of journey to cover. 

 Thompson Valley, BC. 2016.

Thompson Valley, BC. 2016.

I am a collector of words, thoughts, images. This photograph was taken during a road trip from Prince George to Banff to Kelowna to Vancouver and back to Prince George last May. I was transported to another world in Banff, landing in the middle of an arts writing residency. I was welcomed by kindred souls, rapt and wrapped in their thoughts, words. I caught sight and scent of the sage rolling through the interior of BC and it caused my heart to thump thump and thrum in my chest. I'll be leaving in a few days to return to Banff more than a year later. That magical place, settled on land resting on a deposit of rose quartz, will gift me again with memories and notions to carry my soul for awhile now.