
Hangin' out
Outtake from my recent frosty day in the woods. Note the extreme grey sidestripes in my hair. I'm working on the Uncle-Pauly-from-The-Sopranos look. It's coming along quite nicely.
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Uploaded on Jan 7, 2009
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More ice
Over the holidays, I used Google Earth to take a trip down memory lane. I visited all my former homes (or at least had a look at their locations from above) and... hmm. It was all very strange and time-warpy. There I was, virtually covering my old childhood route to and from school... and... whoa... floating around the old farm where I grew up.
We had a quarter section. 160 acres. Which stands out very clearly on good ole Google Earth. Ever since the fly-over, it's been in my dreams... and I've been wishing I had me some land.
It's a silly wish. We're happy where we are and, really, our wee suburban lot keeps me busy. But... oh. To have space. Wide open space. To be able to walk for hours and never leave one's property. To be able to explore and study nature's great works without fear of encountering strangers. To be able to have Echo off leash full time. Ahhhh... this is all the stuff of dreams.
So too these ice photos. I will always find the abstract more compelling than the concrete. Maybe that's why I prefer to live in dreamland and remove myself from the way-too-defined reality of everyday.
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Uploaded on Jan 6, 2009
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Another of her glorious creations
This time of year, there's a whole lot of seaweed on the beach. It gets ripped loose and tossed around by the sea and I'm constantly amazed at its variety and beauty.
A person with an attention span longer than mine could probably make a whole photographic career of it. I often have to actively resist the urge to take some home. It's just so beautiful.
I think we have three different kinds going on here. There's the big main stalk, which is kelp. And the pink-red ruffled stuff that looks so pretty on the beach. And the fine white feathery stuff. Also lovely on the beach. (The kelp, not so much. Although it has its own particular appeal. Slick and slippery, massive, meaty, given to reclining in heaps like entrails. Interesting more than pretty.)
Anyway... yeah, I'm in thrall of Mother Nature's works of art these days. And I think we should call these sea flowers, rather than sea weeds.
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Uploaded on Jan 5, 2009
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That sly, come-hither stare
For no particular reason, I found myself shooting boats and masts and stuff at the marina the other day. These seals hang around and wait for fishy handouts. And they're crafty.
They absolutely do not pose for photos unless there's something in it for them. I was only able to get this because some tourists happened along. They had no fish, but they did have squealing children, which apparently the seals associate with fish. They popped their heads up, did their "aren't we cute?" thing and then dove back to the depths with a splash.
No offence to seals, but I do prefer sea otters. Much more, um, svelte. And able to walk on land. (I've seen one in the park a few times, which means it must have climbed a bunch of hills after leaving the beach.)
Still. The life of a seal might be nice. As long as you stay clear of killer whales.
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Uploaded on Jan 5, 2009
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Haida frog
Everything has melted now, so I'm glad I captured the ice while I could.
This reminds me of Bill Reid's Haida Frog. And many other pieces of native art from these parts. The lines, the motion, the swoops and swirls, the texture, the contrast.
Thanks Mother Nature. No one but you could have reignited my interest in photography.
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Uploaded on Jan 4, 2009
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