A project I undertook in 2012 to share one photograph I took each day of that leap year. The subjects are diverse and show the development of my own photographic skills as I learned how to use my camera and compose photographs as I wanted them to be seen and enjoyed.
Another rescued image post from Google+ that had never made its way to my blog, so I was really glad to see it and restore it here. Winter is setting in well here, with temperatures into the well below freezing numbers. It’s so nice to see this sitting here in a comfortable house in front of a warm fire.
Original Post: February 13, 2012 – Park Bench, Canning Nova Scotia – February afternoon
The village of Canning was once a ship building town and ships used to dock here to load apples and potatoes to send around the world. Now the river is small, just about big enough for a canoe or a row boat. It’s hard to imagine that a ship could ever have made its way up here.
There is a park here and in the summer it is lovely to sit on this bench and see the birds on the water and in the fields edging the dykes beyond. Quite beautiful in the blowing snow too, although the bench is rather less inviting and I nearly froze as I was taking this image.
Another rescue post, rather sad as Dave, mentioned here, died suddenly a year ago. I still like the image, so am bringing it in here.
Original Post: February 24, 2012 – #55
The Best Kind of Glasses to See Through – Rose Coloured
I buy my glasses where they only sell rose coloured ones and when they need a tweak (perhaps I am beginning to see things a bit blue) then they fix them for free. So I went in for a tweak today and thought you might like to see their selection.
Dave sells the best glasses in the area, he is not a big box store, but a small local business and his service is second to none. And everything looks great!
Enjoy your weekend everyone! Mine is looking good.
I am having so much fun rediscovering these photographs as I go through the rescue mission on my Google+ posts. This was one of my favourites, taken in September of 2012 with a macro lens which I always found a challenge to use hand held out of doors, to get the focus just as I wanted. But this result, with the rich colours and textures was one I was particularly happy with. Although it is white outside, the rich colours here remind me of one of my favourite seasons for photography.
Enjoy your weekend everyone!
Original Posting: September 21, 2012 – 264/366 – Drops on Webs on Leaves
I can’t resist the colours of the leaves as they fall, the textures in them, almost like skin. When you combine that with some webs and add some drops from the night’s rainfall, I am out there on my knees with the macro lens you can be sure.
To wish everyone a lovely weekend, remembering the promise and young joys of Spring, to follow the winter we are now heading into!
May 27, 2012 – 148/366 – My Ducks Are All In a Row
Not far from us a special habitat that is protected and has been preserved and improved by Ducks Unlimited, is called “Miner’s Marsh”. It is absolutely rich with abundant wetland and marsh wildlife – birds, frogs, plants etc. We first went there this evening. It was unbelievably noisy with the loud booms of bullfrogs, beautiful song of red-winged blackbirds and other birds and ducks. The smells of marsh and ponds and wild blossoms in the surrounding woods were heady in the air this evening. This is one of the photographs of our first visit.
This is image #148 for my participation in the Creative 366 project on Google+
One of my favourite subjects to photograph is the magnolia tree outside our back door. It is beautiful in flower, but equally intriguing and beautiful are the seed pods. In my 366 project I featured photographs of it more than once and here is one of them (with a bonus image).
October 25, 2012 – 298/366 – *The Magnolia Candy Monster
I have lived with this magnolia tree in our garden and walked past it many, many times a day over the past 15 years. It is just outside our door. Every spring we have admired and photographed the flowers. Every day in the spring and summer, I have refilled the bird bath/drinker that sits in the shelter of its broad green leaves. Never before have I noticed this extraordinary display of the appearance of the seeds as I have today. I have not done anything to the colour of this. It is just as it is. Polka dot pink with bright red, almost clashing berries. And see the strange appearance like eyes in different places. How astonishing that we don’t see these things when they are right under our noses, don’t you think? And aren’t they wonderful when we do, finally notice them?
I took two photographs that I liked of magnolia berries, but will post the other in a separate post, as the 366 project is only one a day and this one was chosen for this project.
This is image #297 for my participation in the Creative 366 project on Google+
Here is the additional image I took of magnolia seed, in closeup detail.
I have been watching these plants with their seed heads for some time, as they were along the side of one of the paths that Joni and I take on our walks. My friend Linda and I walked it together a week or so ago and she told me that she has also been curious as to what they are.
She said that the flowers only open for a very brief period early in the morning (which was why I had never observed that 😉 ). She also said that most of the heads simply shut up and die. Only a very few turn into these large and intricate seed heads which are very similar to dandelions. But these are much larger, about 3" across. And the stems they are on are between 2 and 3 feet high. I have no idea what they are, but I am really glad that I photographed this specimen as the other day an over enthusiastic village worker went through and mowed down all of the wild flowers and grasses next to the path, including these. So they are all gone.
'Civilization' Fights Back
The field that I photographed the other day (https://plus.google.com/105804664540125819976/posts/fd6X1K1A4ZA) has also been mown completely flat. All of the wild roses, all of the lupins, all of the tiny wild strawberry plants, the milkweed flowers – monarch butterfly nurseries – as well as the wild blackberries have all been cut down and destroyed. I guess the village was threatened by all of this natural beauty. I could have cried. I am only glad that I caught it with my camera before this happened.
On the same walk with my friend Linda, she (without her camera) spotted this preoccupied pair. I wonder where that spider's web is leading, too, but think that it would have to be a brave spider to interrupt these two. I was particularly intrigued by the 'eye' spots.
That's tropical storm Arthur, in case you wondered…
For those who are wondering what the destruction was like and why it took so long for power to be restored to so many customers in the Maritimes, I thought I should post this picture. (Again, out of order, but who cares? Not me.) There were many downed power lines and phone lines caused by the huge number of trees that fell. This translated into a loss of electricity for up to 5 days (see +Steven Kennard's post here https://plus.google.com/104584322313471697637/posts/AnJXk24VAnh for exactly what that means in this region). A good friend of ours even put his back out badly hauling water for his family from a nearby stream. Roads were blocked by fallen trees and the loss of telephone land-lines put at risk those people who have no mobile/cell phone coverage in their area (quite a lot near us) and the elderly or those who choose not to have such phones but might have been in need of medical attention.
Power and the phones were restored, but in seemingly random ways. One family had the electricity restored to their house but not to the one next door. So they ran an extension cable to 'lend' electricity during the outage. Our neighbour called to offer to share his generator with us, if we needed it, to keep our fridge and freezer from thawing. People helped each other and got on with life as best they could. Now comes the cleanup. _Oh, and don't touch the red wire! 😉 This was taken the night of the storm when there was a lull.
I was walking at the edge of this field a couple of weeks ago when this rich array of wildflowers drew me to walk right into the middle of it. There were lupins of white, purple, blue and pink, white and red wild roses, and so many more flowers that I couldn't name. All of these were crawling with beautifully marked spiders, insects, tiny butterflies and bees. Now and again, underfoot, there was a crumbling bit of concrete which was the only evidence that a school, complete with large parking lot had stood there only a few short years ago. It reminded me of the poem by Shelley, "Ozymandias" which has the line "Look on my works ye mighty and despair". (link to the poem below for those who don't know it).
The earth has such wonderful restorative powers that it quickly produces great beauty and fruitfulness in places formerly occupied by dull, ugly and heavy concrete structures. Such healing of the scars left here really touched me.
This is for my friend Levy, who tells me that she reads all of my posts and loves them, though she is not on G+ herself. Thank you for that, Levy. This is for you.