Westridge

The cat escapes.

Down at the river, a lot of changes have been made. Neither of those bridges or the stairs were there last time I was around. Before, you had to climb down, and at the first bridge there was a wide delta, and the only way to cross the river was by boat or in the winter when the ice was thick enough.

Some blue sky. The clouds in Edmonton have a lot more definition than Seoul.

My dad pointed out that the upper gutter in this home pours directly onto the lower balcony.

These stairs are sort of like a shark cage for cats.

Through the bars she doesn't care what you do to her.

Outskirts of Edmonton.

Back to the cat.

I gave her an Easter egg.

This should be a new meme instead of catbearding.