Went to a craft fair today at the Roundhouse (second one this weekend!) and was regaled by an older gentleman’s harrowing tale of a close encounter with a buffalo and a car in Manitoba. It was because we were standing next to a booth selling handmade leather goods and the stall owner was talking about the difference between the materials. “Thanks for sharing,” I answered to his “thanks for listening.”
These are from Yellowstone National Park way back in August 2008, passing through on our way to Vancity. The animals seemed to pay no attention to us and the cars ahead all crawled along.

Two nights ago, I dreamt I’d experienced my first earthquake - a major one - coupled with boulders falling and rolling from hilltops and the sky. There was such panic as I and the group of people I was with lay inside a house with massive windows. Try to make yourself as little as possible, was the advice, in order to duck from the objects that hurled towards us. It’s not a matter of if, but when, the West coast will get rocked by a big earthquake… what a frightening thought.