My dad lives on the edge of Lethbridge, Alberta in a house with a wedge-shaped lot that backs on to some railway tracks. If you go out the back gate, down the path that runs parallel to the tracks for about 300 meters, this is the view you are met with. I’ve always loved trains, and bridges, and having spent most of my growing-up years in Lethbridge, I have some fondness for this particular train bridge.
Last time we were in Lethbridge visiting was a warm fall day so we pulled on our wind breakers and wandered to the edge of the valley. There we were met with a beautiful view of the Old Man River valley and the trees in their fall clothes. I snapped a photo of the scene with the hopes of one day painting it. Yesterday was that day.
Peace.
-MH
Looks great. Could have used that exploding spaceship, though.
Sven
I tried, but ended up with just a mess of blue, white and pink in the sky. Maybe next time it will look more like a spaceship exploding.
Sven, do you mean like Challenger?
Cool, dude. Keep em coming.
This makes me smile!