I go to Nova Scotia every summer through the end of October and stay at my home on a drumlin (google it! LOL) that sticks out into the middle of a wide curving bay called Clam Bay. The community is named Abbecombec, which as it turns out, is derived from the native word for a wide curving bay.
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I go to Nova Scotia every summer through the end of October and stay at my home on a drumlin (google it! LOL) that sticks out into the middle of a wide curving bay called Clam Bay. The community is named Abbecombec, which as it turns out, is derived from the native word for a wide curving bay.
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I go to Nova Scotia every summer through the end of October and stay at my home on a drumlin (google it! LOL) that sticks out into the middle of a wide curving bay called Clam Bay. The community is named Abbecombec, which as it turns out, is derived from the native word for a wide curving bay.
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I’ve been taking lots of pictures as usual here in Nova Scotia, but haven’t been very diligent about editing and post-production, nor posting them on social media. This old blog has been ignored for some time. Perhaps if it had any traffic or I had any indication that anyone besides me ever visits it or enjoys the content I’d update more often. Hint, hint, hint.
Anyhow, I discovered that Google Photos will automatically detect images that I take as I pan the majestic views I am witness to. This is without having to switch to “panorama” mode and consciously take a panning shot. I prefer this as it is both a surprise when my smart ass phone tells me it made me something special, and because then I have the individual shots as well.
The problem is they don’t post well on social media. Facebook, I’m talking about you. So I’m attempting a solution by posting thumbs on a blog post so that you can then click to see full screen and either see the entire image fit to your screen or enlarge it to full height and pan your screen to vicariously experience what it’s like to stand on my balcony at sunset or on my beach or in the estuary or elsewhere and enjoy the vistas.
So…let’s see if this works…
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I’ve had a lifelong desire to be an artist. I have fulfilled that dream in many ways. However, attempts to paint in oils were…shall we say…not very successful. Now thanks to digital editing algorithms and digital image capture, I can at least pretend I’ve found a way to create the paintings I’ve always wanted to.
This little video is a presentation of faux paintings digitally created from my own photographs, made to appear like the paintings I wish I could paint, if I could actually paint. Continue reading
So I’m in Nova Scotia finally. After a summer in Happy Hollow, enduring the heat and humidity, so I could enjoy my meadow and my garden for a change, I finally loaded George and myself in the truck after Labor Day and made the long, long, long drive up to my getaway on the Eastern Shore of Nova Scotia. Continue reading
My brother David Frantz will be 64 on Friday, February 16, 2018. I made this as a birthday gift for him from my pics of his first and last surf sessions in Nova Scotia below my house there in November 2016. The photos are pretty terrible as it was raining in the first session and sleeting in the last, wind blowing about 35mph offshore. In the surfing world going out on a day like that is called in our tribal lingo ‘core,’ short for ‘hardcore.’ It is one of the highest honors to achieve being known as ‘core.’ i.e. That dude is so core! My brother is core. Continue reading
Most people are concerned about hurricanes. A hurricane watch or warning is typically cause for alarm, justifiably. They can, and often do, cause incredible devastation. It is a idea good to develop the habits of being prepared and having emergency supplies and plans in place. All coastal dwellers also learn to follow the weather reports and storm tracks closely. Very closely. And to be ready to act appropriately for whatever turns up. Continue reading
George does not take direction well, but he does try.
A multi-media experience of a day at our favorite beach in Nova Scotia with my dog, George. Featuring his first (and likely only) live film audition. Continue reading