Alberta snapshot: William Reader Rock Garden.


Apart from the staff bustling away at the tea house, the whole of the William Reader Rock Garden was mine one morning last week.  It was utterly blissful.  Especially when you contemplated scenes like this, which were pretty much everywhere.  It’s a wonder I didn’t trip over my jaw and stumble on the rocks.

And this is the garden past its peak, sliding into autumn.


  1. J > Oh I do love a garden to explore – especially one with mysterious paths, like in your photo! Unlike some of those who come to our garden, D and I are more than happy to ask permission or to pay. A wonderful garden may be a labour of love, but it’s labour all the same, and full-on. The labourer is worthy of his/her hire! I like the William Reader story – we all owe a lot to characters like him, in various fields of human endeavour.

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