Anne Elliott's photos with the keyword: old and beautiful

Our few hot days have come to an end, at least for now, and we are back to cool, rainy days (the last two days and today, with more to come). This morning, 12 August 2019, the temperature is only 12C again. This beautifully weathered window belongs to the smaller red barn (the barn with the mule), seen in photo #5 posted this morning. I added a touch of filter in post-processing, to really bring out the grain of the wood. Four days ago, 8 August 2019, was definitely more of a barn day than a bird day. A while ago, another photographer had mentioned that a few barns in a certain area SE of Calgary had been removed and I was curious to see if any of the ones I had seen before were now missing. There is one huge barn in particular that I am always hoping still stands. I would love to be able to get photos from both sides of it, but it is way out in a farmer's field that is, of course, private property. Standing in the road, I can only get a distant shot and, as often happens, I had a problem with heat distortion on distant shots. There is an old, round, wooden grain bin and a partly hidden, smaller barn just near the barn, too. I think the first time I ever saw the barn was on 21 January 2015, when I took my daughter out for the day. My intention two days ago had been to leave early in the morning, but it was already 10:45 am when I climbed into my car. Seeing that the weather forecast for the next six days included rain on each day, I knew I just had to do this trip straight away. Some of the roads I drove to get to my destination(s) were familiar, but others less so. There are two or three highway intersections that are confusing to me and I usually end up taking the wrong turn. For a change, I turned off the main highway going south before my usual turn, in order to shorten the distance. My first sighting was a distant Red-tailed Hawk perched on a wooden fence at a wetland that used to be a great spot, but now is totally dried up. After a quick stop at a tiny church that I always photograph when I am out that way, I continued east till I came to the three old Mossleigh grain elevators - one of the places I always get confused about which way to drive. Ideally, a dramatic sky would have been great, but I have taken better photos in the past. From Mossleigh, I did my usual exploring, finding that a lovely old, wooden house was still standing. I believe this was built from a kit years ago, and it remains in reasonably good condition. Eventually, I found the large barn that I wanted to see again. It took me a while to work out which road it was on (thought I knew!), but I found it after some driving back and forth. It was good to see the smaller barn, in less then good condition, just down the road. The other two times that I have been standing in the road to take photos of this smaller barn, a lady has come along the road from a nearby farm and very kindly told me to on in and take any photos I'd like. No-one around yesterday, so I stayed on the road,of course. At one point, I happened to glance up the road and saw what I thought was someone's dog on the crest of the road. When I zoomed in on my camera, I realized it was a coyote, who started walking towards me. Unfortunately, it turned off into the field and disappeared. When I was at this smaller barn, it amused me to see a magnificent Mule near the barn, plus a horse. The Mule looked huge and was a real poser, wanting to be in almost every shot I took. Such a gorgeous creature, that I don't remember seeing there before. Once I had taken a few photos, I started on my homeward drive, not stopping anywhere as I could see that, if I hurried, I could get to the Saskatoon Farm in time to get a meal before the restaurant closed for the day. Yay, I just made it. Knowing that Frank Lake was only a short drive away, I couldn't resist driving back south to have a quick look. Found a couple of my friends there and spent some enjoyable time with them. Only took a few photos there, most to be deleted, before heading home. A fun day, though hot and hazy. Total distance covered was 275 km.

All three photos posted this morning were taken two days ago, on 2 December 2017. I drove SE of the city to go to the very first Christmas Market held by the Saskatoon Farm, feeling that I should support it. When I arrived in the area, cars were parked so far along the road leading to the Farm, meaning a long walk. I kept driving and told the guy, who was keeping an eye on traffic, that I needed to turn around and go home, as it was too far for me to walk. He told me to keep going, as there was room much closer to the main building. Sure enough, I found a very handy parking spot. They obviously had a very successful turn-out for their first of two days' Market. After wandering around, including looking to see if there were any old sunflower seed heads or chickens to photograph, I left for home. I was still stressed out over trying to set up an iPad mini that I had just bought, that I didn't feel like driving a bit further south to the Frank Lake area. I've never had a smart phone, iPad or any kind of tablet, and this is proving to be a huge learning curve, despite some help from the store from which I bought the gadget. A friend told me to make an appointment at the Apple Store, for someone to set up the whole thing for me. Did that online last night and will be going in a few days' time, thank goodness. On the way home, I made a last minute decision to turn off the highway and drive in search of this little old church, the Davisburg Community Church. I had seen it for the very first time in February 2016, thanks to the directions given me by friend, Phil.. The church and small cemetery are fenced off, though I did notice one small section of fence along the road had been destroyed – hopefully not by photographers wanting to get a different angle! There is also a No Trespassing sign there. I was able to get two or three angles from the ditch along the road. I could find nothing online about this church, but then Phil sent me the link to a wedding that was held there, showing the inside and outside. greenweddingshoes.com/tiny-white-church-in-a-field-wedding/

A rare black and white image for me. I took a variety of shots of this tiny church that I love to see, but thought I would make this black and white one the first to be uploaded. Have to admit that the only reason I drove as far as this location was that I was totally out of luck that day, as far as seeing any Great Gray Owls was concerned. Didn't want to go home with a completely empty memory card, lol! I also stopped off at the Ghost River Reservoir, which was completey frozen over. A young guy was having great fun speeding around the frozen surface on his motorcross (?) bike. Not the easiest thing to try and photograph, but I might be able to find one shot to post sometime. A nearby sign had the following words on it: "The historic church at the end of this pathway was constructed in 1875. At that time, native people were still hunting bison on the prairies. The young nation of Canada was only eight years old; the Canadian Pacific Railway still nine years in the future. And this church would become the heart of a thriving community, Morleyville, and for a time the largest settlement in what would be southern Alberta. The story of this church is really the story of Rev. George McDougall who moved to western Canada with his family in 1862 to minister to the fur traders and native people. In 1873, the McDougalls established the first mission in the region and built this church. In doing so, they wrote an important chapter of Alberta's settlement history". After George McDougall's tragic death in a snowstorm, his body was brought back to the church at Morleyville and laid to rest. www.historicplaces.ca/en/rep-reg/place-lieu.aspx?id=8788