A photographic/musical video experience I put together during the week after I returned from Nova Scotia. After days in bed during which I was very sick and miserable I had to do something creative to distract myself and try to be productive at the height of my fevered distress. This video is my way of escaping to a more pastoral and pleasant existential memory. A place where time and space are warped and beauty and art flood the senses…and occasionally a happy dog comes running past. Continue reading
Walking along the edge of the sea, I became fascinated with the way the sun and clouds’ reflections changed and morphed as I moved and as the small waves moved in and out altering the qualities of the reflective surface of the wet sand.
So I did what I do, took pictures and videos. George did what he does, ran and played and explored and had fun. We managed to synergize both our actions and creative impulses somehow. I think to both our benefit. Continue reading
You could say I’m a bit enamoured of the natural landscapes surrounding my new home in Nova Scotia. That would be an understatement. Continue reading
The Abbecombec Marshes are part of the preserved common land jointly held by lot owners in the gated development where I’m building my new home. It’s gated due to some extreme deer poaching issues they had in recent years. A couple of bad apples spoiling access to this pristine natural wonder for the rest of the community. Continue reading
Sunset at the beach with George…revisited.
Such a glorious day, I succumbed to my guilt at always keeping him on leash, and I decided to let George free to run and roam to his heart’s content and just hoped I’d somehow get him back when it was time to head home.
No such luck. He wasn’t about to get in the truck after his taste of freedom. At least during my 2 mile walk up and down the beach below our new home, the sky, sea and sand had plenty of amazing sights to witness and try to record with my phone cam. Continue reading
Just another visit to our beach here in Nova Scotia.
For his own protection (and my sanity) George has to remain leashed at all times wherever we go. Being (I suspect) half greyhound, he does not recall, but loves to run and chase. I do let go occasionally, but it is risky. I leave the long leash attached so I can catch him, but he has gone way back into the wilderness and gotten tangled, which was then not fun, quite a challenge in fact. Continue reading
One of the more spectacular days we’ve seen up here this year, or ever, for that matter. I ironically titled it ‘A Cloudy Day,’ because, well, the sky was filled with clouds!
The hundreds of puffy white billows (seemingly outsourced by the Great Spirit to Miss Bergman’s 3rd grade class with the simple instructions “paint some clouds”) only adding to the sense of reverence we felt as we visited our new home site and then travelled down to the local marshes. Continue reading
A foggy day at the beach.
Thick drifting fog creates a whole different experience of our familiar beach. Continue reading
At various times in my life, I’ve had civilians, aka non-surfers, ask me why surfers get up so early to go surf. “Is it really that much better early?”
Here is my video answer. Continue reading