long, long days... light until well after midnight and even then dusky is as dark as it gets
with record snowfall the past two winters and more rain than usual, the Yukon is as green as green can be
my friend's property typically has a forest floor of brown earth, decayed leaves and pine needles but not this year... this year it's a carpet of green dotted with periwinkle-coloured lupins
they've always grown here but not in such a vast array as you see this year
a few days at Marsh lake, taking in the sights and sounds of the sandy beach, the water and most of all the trees
Yukon trees, by and large, are skinny and misshapen and the lake area did not disappoint
a drive to Carcross is never complete without a stop-off at the Emerald lake lookout
and the other day I found that here in the Yukon we have our very own Bluebell Wood!
I first walked through without my camera, frustrated that I hadn't brought it, then grateful
rather than focusing on the perfect angle, I looked at the whole of it, taking in the wonder of it
back again today but only briefly so I captured a few quick photos... tomorrow I hope to go back and go deeper into the forest and try to capture a little of the beauty I saw there - a rough tangle of undergrowth punctuated here and there with little clumps of bluebells, here, there and everywhere
I've done a few on location sketches and picked flowers for pressing... tomorrow I am staying put and working on more sketches and some watercolour painting
I'm interested in capturing local colour, the vast array of greens along with the colours of the wildflowers that pop up in ever greater numbers each day
time to take my inspiration to paper
