In honor of the worldwide celebration of motherhood, Emily and I boarded a plane to Calgary to visit my mom who was quite excited to have us there (and my father, whom we had anticipated was also pleased to see us). However, upon my return, I came across a photo that may reveal some underlying jealousies and desire for my mother's undivided attention. Fortunately, the icefield was sufficiently treacherous as to make my father believe he might need my services on the way back down.
The only (other) downside to the trip was that our visit coincided with a time of year that is neither good for ice hockey nor canoeing. Should you ever require some stock photos of frozen lakes, I have a fine collection which I can make available on a royalty free basis.
2 comments:
i was wondering if you were ever going to post again. it looks like you guys had a good time, eh? it looks gorgeous.
that picture reminded me of our timp hike... i have one of james pretending to smash one of those dead mountain goats. haha.
bryan has greatly overstated his father's homocidal tendancies. his dad has a clean record since his parole in 2006
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