In the spring of 2010 I left Vancouver Island to work on a photo project in southern British Columbia and Alberta. The project finished at Medicine Hat, the eastern end of the Crowsnest Highway, but I continued on into Saskatchewan for the rest of the summer. In the fall I decided to stay for the winter. The following spring I hung out till summer. In the fall I tucked in for another winter. This spring I’ll still be here.

The title of this blog, Bells Rung Deep, is taken from a poem by Al Purdy.

This is an island you know
it’s like being dressed in lace
as only a woman may be
and not be laughed at
around her neck and throat
the silver dances of coastlines
and bells rung deep in limestone

… from Prince Edward County