Where the Wild Things Are

I make a big deal about bears – about how I’m always looking for them.  I’ve complained that even though I was never guaranteed to find one, at least when I lived in Alberta, I knew where to go look.  I knew where to search for moose.  I knew the best places to go birding and where I would be most likely to spot a herd of elk.

I didn’t always know.  

Even though I grew up in Alberta, it wasn’t until I had moved away for a few years and came back that I began to understand and appreciate what Alberta was.  It wasn’t until someone handed me a camera that I realized there were more birds out there than Magpies and Mallards.  It took me until I was in my 40’s to see the beauty in a field of wheat, the call of a coyote, the taste of a thunderstorm and the songs of tiny frogs. 

Sometimes, I miss all that.  

It’s not that BC doesn’t have all those things.  I know it does. I just don’t know where to find them – yet.

Except for the sheep.  I know where to find the California Big Horn Sheep.  There is no way for me to adequately express how truly fortunate I am to live in such a place, a place where fifteen minutes after leaving my house, I am looking through my lens at these glorious creatures.

Because it’s such a short distance, I went out twice this week – once early in the morning, when the sky was the colour of sapphires,

 

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and again, late in the afternoon, while the sun slipped behind the mountains.  

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So, if you hear me complaining that I haven’t seen a bear or that I forget what a moose looks like, just remind me that there are still plenty of roads to travel.  Remind me that I live in a world of endless possibilities.  Say, “Sally, remember the sheep.”

 

Author: Featherstone Creative

Sally Quon is a photographer and writer living in the beautiful Okanagan Valley. When not out enjoying the splendors of nature, she likes to spend time cooking, reading and painting. Her photography has appeared in Canadian Geographic Magazine and in Nature Alberta’s various birding brochures. Sally was recently awarded a Judge’s Choice Award in the Ontario Poetry Society’s Ultra Short Poem Competition and has an essay coming out in Chicken Soup for the Soul - The Forgiveness Fix. One of her photos was chosen for inclusion in the Photographer’s Forum “Best of 2018” Collection. She has two beautiful, almost grown children.

3 thoughts on “Where the Wild Things Are”

  1. Lovely pictures, as always. I’ve seen more bears than I can count on my BC hikes—way more in the Lower Mainland than I’ve seen in Kelowna, but still lots in both places. But I have no idea where to find the bighorn sheep!

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  2. Bears, there are many of them in this area of my home state. I don’t know what kind of bears you have there but we have a large population of Black Bears, thank God no Grisslys. and with just a little effort an knowledge of where to look you can generally find a few within a half a hour drive of my house.
    It is worth mentioning that there is a large recycle area where I take wood debris, limbs I have pruned, dead trees I have removed etc etc and it is not unusual to have a bear within 25 yards of where I am unloading calmly watching me unload. They seem to be curious rather than hungry so that is good. But they do make me a wee bit nervous sometimes.
    This area is surrounded by corn and soybean fields which are surrounded by swamp so it is a natural place for them to go

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