My son and I went for a hike Monday and we had a great little walk and talk. I have to admit that I’m more out of shape than I’d like to be, but I am working on it.
My son, however, kept telling me how tired he was, but spent the entire hike swinging a stick at everything and taking three steps for every one of mine. He exerted himself far more than I did and then came home to jump on the trampoline. I came home and sat down on the couch.
The photo above is him checking out our local cedars. They’re always beautiful and smell so great. He was ooh-ing and ahh-ing over their height.
A new shoot on a very young birch tree.
So, that’s what the leprechauns are all guarding.
Hmm…now I get why they’re so secretive.
Well, any day when I get to drink a Guinness is a good day.
The placement of these lights is what made this unusual for me. They are placed on the underside of a concrete stairwell at Simon Fraser University. They, sort of, light a number of study carrels that are also situated under the stairs, but do not provide enough light to make much of a difference. As a style choice, it’s like a bunch of little halogen UFO’s hanging over one’s head.
Oh, and Happy St. Patrick’s Day.
This is my daughter. This is the lake. This is the snow we’ve been experiencing lately.
There is little better in the world than going to the lake to unwind. Beauty, even cold, abounds.
I remember a March or two wherein the sun shone and the clouds parted. Today? Today it dumped snow.
I don’t know about you, but my feeling is that photos like these should not be possible in March. Sure, in Saskatchewan or Minnesota, but in the Fraser Valley of British Columbia? Actually, I think it was warmer in Saskatoon today than it was here in Chilliwack.
Stupid global warming.
Nice photography weather, though.
It dumped snow over the last couple of days, as though Winter is screaming out to make sure we don’t forget about it as Spring approaches. Thankfully, it’s been mostly on the surrounding mountains. Here’s some fresh snow on Sumas Mountain.
The top of Sumas Mountain looked like this about twenty minutes ago.
A little too much like “end times” clouds, but maybe it’s just a sign of the end of winter with Spring coming next week.
This was what my daughter wanted for her birthday cake. She and I have been cooking together for a long time. She is turning eleven in a couple of days and since she was old enough to help, she’s been my assistant in the kitchen. I had her smelling spices and stirring batter and cracking eggs at age three.
So when I asked her what she wanted for her birthday cake, I should have expected her to say something like this. What I wasn’t expecting was how long it would take to make it. It was worth it, though. It might be the best “birthday cake” I’ve ever made.
I realize this is not my best photo ever posted, but it certainly is one of the tastiest.
I finished off my daughter’s birthday cake, a “Lime Cream Cheese Tart“, with a white chocolate ganache. I then sliced up this lime to garnish, but never ended up using it.
I did, however, manage to snap off a few photos of it. I like the contrast of the green on white background.
I hope your day is as great as this flower is pretty.
From the way-back files…this was a hospital. Now it is an unused piece of land. But, for a brief and shining moment, it was this half-pile of rubble and bent rebar. Kind of pretty in its destruction.
Good morning. I hope you have a great day.
Oh…and have a I told you that you’re AWESOME? If not, you’re AWESOME!
Sadly, I think most people who drive by this mountain on a daily basis miss the beauty that is right in front of them. It’s always easy to miss that at which we don’t truly look.
There are a lot of ways to muck up a photo, to really distort it.
The two photos above are the product of boredom. I went out onto my front porch, adjusted the shutter speed to 2 seconds, changed the aperture to f8, aimed down the rain-soaked street and pulled the trigger. As I felt the camera straining against the shutter, I moved my hands in any direction. Loops. Zigzags. Crazy shapes. Then I checked the LCD to see what kind of distortion I had done to my street.
The product is what you see above. Weird, but I like them.
There it is, people. Fire.
This is what started it all. This is what got us hunting and cooking. What inspired us. What warmed us. What helped us shape metal.
This is what helped us shape the world. So pretty and so dangerous.
…with black and white right now.
Maybe I’m wishing that the world would present more obvious choices – seeing the world in black and white, as it were.
Hi. There was a school dance last night. This means that I put in a 18 hour day. I was up at 5:10ish, was teaching by 7:15, was supervising the dance by 6:30 and got home around 11:00.
Right now, my brain feels as though it is made of concrete. It is largely immovable, heavy, and grey. Lifeless, really. Now, all I have to do is get through the day. Thanks God, for Fridays.
There’s a story I read, once, that Ansel Adams told about his “Moonrise, Hernandez, New Mexico” photo. It is one of the most evocative photos, with the moonlight reflecting off of gravestones and crosses in a cemetery in New Mexico. As he tells it, he was driving away from another photo shoot. He saw the moonlight reflecting off the cemetery as he was driving, so he pulled over to the side of the road, took out his camera and climbed up on his car, set up his tripod, managed a shot and…then the moon moved on. A minute later and he would never have taken this photo.
It’s a cool story because of the timing. Much of what makes a good photo is timing.
Above is my photo taken along the Sumas River. It’s as much of an Adams photo as I’ve taken so far. He will continue to inspire me and I will continue to photograph.
…this is the way to get into the theater the cheap way. All you need is a crowbar…and a DVD…and a projector…and sound syst…
You know what? This is no longer the cheap way into the theater.
Oh well…I tried.
Electricity is power. Without it, we’d have no lights, televisions, movies, lcd projectors, cameras, computers, internet, cell phones, iPods, cars…um…the list goes on in a long, long mile.
(Please feel free to send me comments about how things like these can run in some manual, un-powered way. I know. My Pentax K1000 is completely manual, but still relies on a battery for the light meter and a whole crap-load of power to convert the film into photos, as an example.)
Religion, however, has started wars and brought peace. It has ended lives by transporting the dying into another realm, while started lives through dedications and christenings. It has started and ended civilizations. It has inspired creation and destruction.
I know which one I think is more powerful. What about you?
I’ve been a good boy lately. I’ve been eating right. I’ve been exercising. I’ve been watching my calories, both consumed and expended. But last night I indulged. I haven’t had pizza in quite a while, but we ordered Ricardo’s last night. I ordered my own special: ground beef, ham, and pepperoni. Maybe the least healthy food I’ve eaten in quite some time.
But it was so good. I think it tasted better because I hadn’t had pizza in such a long time. Either way, it was good.