Murder on Astaak

There was a murder out on Astaak Point yesterday morning, November 14. Biggest flocking together of crows I’d ever seen. Noisy too.

It was one of those spectacular mornings that made me get up from the computer every 15 minutes or so and take a ton of pictures. I hate editing and trying to choose just a few to share on social media so I fell back on my old standby method of dropping the whole shoot into the movie maker and picking a song to go along.

So enjoy a morning on Astaak Point at my new home above Clam Bay, Nova Scotia and listen to Boy George and Culture Club perform one of their most lovely songs. Continue reading

Wave Porn

I love the ocean. I love to surf. I love waves.

Getting back into surfing has been a challenge. More of a challenge than learning the first time, which was the most difficult thing I ever accomplished. It’s been frustrating and demoralizing at times to want to do it so badly and to just not be able to. I won’t give up. I can’t. Continue reading

Desperado

I’m coming to this post via a sort of backwards completion process. Only the reverse of that.┬áLOL.

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

Ridiculous

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┬ámade 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