Another in my ongoing series of photographic explorations of the pristine area of coastal Nova Scotia where I am now lucky enough to own a home and spend part of the year just wandering about and taking photos to attempt in my futile attempt to share it’s breathtaking beauty with others. Continue reading
Shooting sunsets is hard. They keep changing! You think you’ve got a great shot, then the colors and shapes all change in an instant, and you have to, just have to, take another one…and another one. Continue reading
I’m coming to this post via a sort of backwards completion process. Only the reverse of that. LOL.
Backwards completion is the method of visualizing your end point or goal and then figuring out how to get there. I did the opposite to come to the insight I hope to share in this post and this video compilation of images. One step in front of the other until I realized where I was. Continue reading
We have finally returned to Nova Scotia and taken up residence in our new home on Astaak Point in Clam Bay. As in prior years, I’ve taken a lot of pictures as we revisited all our favorite places here in Abbecombec Ocean Village. I often pick a couple photos to share on Facebook and Instagram, the selections made for random reasons; either a certain image symbolizes something about the day, some event we experienced (more often than not a George photo bomb) or simply just certain images stand out as special, you-know-it-when-you-see-it, extraordinary captures of the beauty that abounds here. Continue reading
As I remembered it, in anticipation…
Soon the sun will rise above those trees at the top of the hollow, sending bright life giving light down to dry the dew in the meadow along the creek. Continue reading
A little breakfast for the soul. Continue reading
One of these days I suppose these early morning walks will lose their sense of wonder and amazement, of discovery and excitement, even when treading the same familiar paths.
Until that time you’ll just have to endure my endless attempts at creating a vicarious online experience of it all to share with the world in hopes that someday someone will come join us. Continue reading
“Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
Fritter and waste the hours in an off-hand way
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way.”
So begins the song of that name by Pink Floyd.
Time. Wasting time. By some people’s standards I waste a LOT of time. Maybe they’re right. Continue reading
Sunday, June 5, 2016 was gray and drizzly. We still took our usual walk down Beersville Road and back around the property and the meadow.
Something about the light on overcast days enchants me as much or perhaps more than on those glorious shining bright days where the colors pop so vividly. I think it’s because it requires me to look even more closely at what I’m seeing and take my time to be fully in the moment and savor the subtlety of the many shades of green and the other colors that are overwhelmed by the preponderance of green—did I mention the green?—the yellows, and blues, and pinks, and purples, and more. The more you look, the more you see.
And as usual, this video is also a story of me trying to take photos while wrangling the expert photo bomber aka George, and tapping into his excited and energetic experience of the greatest of all pursuits: Walkies!