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.
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.