Breakfast

From the Autumn Vacation Series

How does one reduce the experiences of a day into a single image? On most days that might sound easy, but take a day like our 1st in the Canadian Rockies and you might be hard pressed to do so.

By the time we had breakfast on that morning, we had already travelled several hundred miles through colorful aspen and green hills. By the time we had breakfast that morning, we had spied several glimpses of snow-covered granite beyond the yellow aspen and green hills, through the breaks in the clouds. By the time we had breakfast on that morning, our eyes were already sparkling with the opportunities of the day . . . of the trip.

Picking just one image from that day is an impossibility, but for now, I will give you this one - our view during breakfast. Mt Robsen had teased us forward into the mountains, shyly hiding behind fast moving clouds winking momentarily at us before disolving back into the white. We almost passed the visitor center at the Mt Robsen Provincial Park before deciding to take a break from driving. There amongst the buildings stood a little cafe and as we sat at the picture window sipping tea, the clouds suddenly parted to give us this view through breakfast - Mt Robsen in its jaw-dropping splendor tucked behind aspen and paper birch.

I couldn't eat fast enough to get out and spend some time recording the memory.