One Monarch butterfly has been teasing us for a couple of weeks. On our usual walks, along the edge of the woods, this orange beauty would dance about just out of reach, flying high up into a tree as soon as we got near. One solitary insect might not seem much, but with no sightings in the past few years, that single bright fragile creature flitting among the bushes was enough to give us a thrill. And we wondered at times if it was the same one, or if there were, perhaps two or three, in different locations around the trail.
What was it that prompted me?
What was it that prompted me to go for a walk with my long lens on this particular day? I was just about to lend this particular lens to my friend who was considering buying a similar one, so she could see if it would give her the kind of range she wanted. First though, I thought I would go for a quick walk and take a few photos to show her what she might expect. Joni was (as always) my first model (turn the page or scroll down to keep reading…)
Joni is always my favourite model when it comes to trying out new photographic techniques. This time it was a new lens – in fact a new to me second hand, old fashioned lens. As I was working how to use it to best advantage, I said to Joni “Relax, just be yourself. Don’t pose.” This was the photo I got.
So then I said to her, “Don’t be so self-conscious, just try to act naturally.” She shifted position and this was Continue reading →
A path that runs along the side of a field that’s near our house has always given the best view of sunsets within a 5 minute walk. As we have so many trees around us and the ground rises in the direction of the setting sun, the most glorious bursts of colour in the evenings can go completely unnoticed if we don’t make a special effort to get to this clearing. Yesterday night I saw the reflections in the clouds in the east and practically ran out with Joni, camera (and blue ball) in hand, hoping I was not too late. The display was almost over when I got there, but the landscape has changed since my last sunset visit there. For the first time in 19 years the farmer has planted corn in that field that has lain fallow for so long. The ripening crop stands about 3 feet taller than my head, with the path on a much lower level. The foliage makes an interesting silhouette in the foreground, but the (in camera) multiple exposure gives such a dreamy feel that I decided to share this. Dreams of country sunsets.
Border collies know how to hide themselves in short grass, waiting for the unsuspecting potential Frisbee thrower to pass by. They disguise themselves in dandelion heads and you can barely see them. Well, you can almost barely see them.
This is a common butterfly around here in the summer, but I was really pleased to get this photo of it as it rested on the path. The patterns on its wings are finely drawn and the tips of its antennae are tiny orange balls (hard to see in this photo, to be fair). Rupert (our Cornish Rex cat) tried to catch it and almost succeeded (which is what drew it to my attention) but I managed to save it and put it safely out of his reach (he is on a long leash) so it could get over the shock and fly away. Have a lovely week everyone, full of lovely butterflies!
Blue hydrangeas have twice been a special gift from friends. This year Linda, who was going away during the time they would be blooming in her garden, asked me to pick them so they wouldn’t be wasted. It was a double gift as I hadn’t been able to pick any and so my Steven went and got them for me and presented them as a beautiful blue bunch.
These striking flowers seem to have been dyed this wonderful shade, though I know they grow like this completely naturally, their colour coming from minerals in the soil. It seems, too, that they are not meant to be kept for longer than their natural lives as, unlike other hydrangeas, they don’t seem to dry well, just withering and becoming pale and sad looking.
I wanted to keep these blooms a little longer so I took multiple exposures of several of them and combined them in a posy for us all to enjoy. Have a wonderful week everyone!
I’m happy to post another audio recording of one of my stories. This time it’s a thought provoking one of alternate realities. The audio file is available on the original story page as well as on the audio sections of the site and via podcast downloads. Enjoy!
I always think of day lilies as one of the quintessential Canadian / North American summer flowers. I don’t remember seeing them anywhere in Europe, though no doubt they exist there. So for your weekend enjoyment I present a multiple exposure of this joyful one which is growing in my garden. This seems to be one of the most common ones, but even so the bright colour always cheers me up no matter what else is going on.
Living, as we do, very close to the Bay of Fundy which boasts the highest (and the lowest) tides in the world, twice a day we are able to walk far out along the bottom of the sea bed to the edge of the receding water. It is a strange feeling, knowing that within a few short hours the water will be many feet, even meters above our heads as we walk out on the hard sea bottom. It is a constantly shifting underwater landscape, with the perpetual motion of the waves sculpting the sand and rocks into new formations twice a day, every day. The movement of the water doesn’t allow for anything but buried sea creatures and crabs to remain for long. It gives a clean sweep, every 12.5 hours. Here it looks as if the sand has taken the form of the receding waves themselves. This is Kingsport Beach, about 10 minutes from where we live.