Summer Rush

Flame Lousewort


Summer happens in a big hurry in the north, the plants hurry to bloom and create fruit.


Long Stalked Starwort

The fish rush to the open river mouth down to the bay to feed, and the people rush to take advantage of the warm season.

With the incoming tide, the fishing spots disappear under water.



Waiting for the ice to pass.

white and dainty

White Heather (for her close up)

Today I decided to focus on the secret life of the wee arctic flower. While snapping away I noticed the little wee fly seek a hiding spot. Doing God's work helping to pollinate the eager blossoms, the little fly was small enough to hide among the pistols.



A loonie provides some perspective.


Mountain Avens up close and personal.