Wabi-sabi It finds beauty and harmony in what is simple, imperfect, modest, natural, and mysterious. [Rarasaur’s Prompt for the Promptless | Wabi-sabi] Whilst out hunting the lark, Tim and I happened upon such a thing of imperfect beauty. A gnarl. A lovely log, thrown off to the side with the other rejects. A gnarl is defined as a “knotty protuberance on a tree”. It appears … Continue reading A Gnarl of Beauty
Something that has always intrigued me is exploring old Ontario Ghost Towns. How can one resist a beautiful ruin? So a few years back I purchased a couple of books, rounded up a driver and went out seeking abandoned places. CROOKS HOLLOW LOCATION: West Flamborough TWP, Ontario, Canada There are three distinct areas you will find – the ruins themselves, the area outside the mill … Continue reading Ghost Towns of Ontario | Crooks Hollow
The pinky coral on my toenails is almost completely worn off from my Pedi in September. It’s now just on my big toes, with a dab or so here and there. It was from our getaway to Walter’s Falls. This photo was taken that September 17th…it held up well. And lets just clarify that this is THE BEST my feet have ever looked, and that … Continue reading Pink Coral Toenails
Woke up this morn to lots and lots of snow. I don’t believe it has stopped the entire day. It just keeps snowing and snowing and just won’t let up. This was the deck this morning just before 10AM EST Irish had no interest in being outside this morning. After I took this shot I kicked her out. I don’t get it, I mean it’s … Continue reading Under a Tangerine Sky
Which incidentally was exactly what I was just doing. Standing in the bathroom, having a smoke with the window open. It’s so mild out today. Last night it was all wet and foggy, this morning almost 1/2 the snow is gone. I Am the noises out my window the distant bark of dogs the snowmobiles hum You are a distant scar Wrote … Continue reading From out my window
Love is so many things, at different times. Love of a child, a mate, an idea. In my collection of photos, in the old of my grandparents and my own shots, there are a few that stand out. This one-shot for me though says it all. This shot is of my Grandparents, it was taken around the mid-late 1930’s. From this one picture, you can … Continue reading It’s in the Look
… the Newfie Neighbours shoulder Funny thing about this shot is when I took it none of us knew about the fish UNTIL just after I took the picture .. than all 3 of us heard this big SPLASH. Rotten neighbour had got into the lake before us…so I was taking a picture. Well, what a picture ;-) This post is for the ~ Weekly … Continue reading What Lies Beyond
~♦~ I go out ~♦~ ~♦~ I come in ~♦~ It’s everywhere, all around are bits and pieces; those innocuous red Lanterns found on walks, and white bows from a funeral basket bring flashes. Here I can’t escape them. Every room holds more reminders of my time with Tim. I never did make it to the bedroom … tomorrow is another day. It’s not that … Continue reading Bits and pieces
All of the following photographs are from an album I thought I had accidentally deleted in a major file transfer I did when I bought my 1TB hard-drive. They are from 2009, the first year Tim and I were here. Was quite a surprise to find on my old Lacie drive. So there was all kinds of examples of light that first year, sunlight, fire … Continue reading The light from days past
We often confuse delicate with fragile. Such as this Purple Shamrock [Oxalis triangularis], it’s fragility is all an illusion. It’s delicate beauty hides its inner strength; it’s tuber. I’ve had this little beauty for 20 years — twice I thought I killed it, and twice I was wrong. Meant watering a pot of what looked like dirt for a few weeks, but I just call … Continue reading Illusions of Fragility
“If the sight of the blue skies fills you with joy, if a blade of grass springing up in the fields has power to move you, if the simple things in nature have a message you understand, Rejoice, for your soul is alive”. Eleanora Duse “I thank you God for this most amazing day, for the leaping greenly spirits of trees, and for the blue … Continue reading Blue
As an avid bird watcher for me the most pronounced herald of the change of seasons is a change in the bird population. Both the colour of, and the type of birds changes throughout the year. This post is part of the Weekly Photo Challenge Continue reading Weekly Photo Challenge: Changing Seasons
by PaulaB 