Anne Elliott's photos with the keyword: speckled

Yesterday, 24 May 2014, my youngest daughter treated me to a wonderful day out with our cameras. It was a birthday treat, one day early as today is the annual May Species Count, which I always take part in. I knew I would have to limit my driving and be cautious about not taking too many photos, thanks to my very painful arms and shoulders. We went SE of the city, to a familiar spot or two, and we were lucky with certain birds, but not with others. A pair of Great Horned Owls were where we had hoped they would still be, but I'm sure they will be fledging before long. I had hoped to find a White-faced Ibis to show my daughter – various friends had been seeing and photographing them from fairly close. We bumped into friend, Greg, at the birding blind, and I had just told him that I was hoping to find an Ibis. I had barely got the words out when Greg swung round and pointed way up, saying: “You mean, like that one?” I'm sure I would have missed it. So, at least my daughter saw one, even if it was a distant bird. Thanks, Greg! When we were walking at Frank Lake, my daughter found this tiny bird’s egg, resting on one of the low boulders that line the edge of the gravel road. I daren’t go on the Internet and search – too many clicks, which I’m not supposed to be doing. I wonder if it belongs to some kind of Sparrow. After driving along a few of the backroads, we then went to the Saskatoon Farm for a delicious lunch and to wander round the greenhouses and gift shop. A weekend day is not the best time to go – or should I say that a weekday would probably be quieter? So many people were out enjoying a warm, sunny day before the coming rainy days (it rained a bit yesterday evening). Thanks so much, Rachel, for such a great day spent with you, and thanks for everything else, too.

Taken on 14 September 2013, when I spent the day at Heritage Park with my youngest daughter and the photography group that she ran for a few months, including lunch at the old Wainwright Hotel. Great company, most enjoyable. Love these old, enamel coffee pots, especially the blue ones.

I finally got out as far as Forgetmenot Pond on 27 September 2012, the far end of Elbow Falls Trail, Highway 66, west of Bragg Creek, Kananaskis. A slight exaggeration of the fall colours, as we get mainly yellow leaves, with just the very occasional yellowy-orange tree. I've only ever pulled over on this quite steep hill two or three times before, as it's not a safe place to do so. However, not another car in sight at that moment. Even though I've driven this way many times, when I come to the top of this hill, the view always takes my breath away.