Texture

September 4, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

For Nancy Merrill’s Photo A Week challenge: texture Advertisements

What’s For Dinner?

August 28, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Okay, maybe not that chicken, but every time I remember to photograph what we’re having, it’s too late. You get the idea. Other ingredients include, but are not limited to: Lettuce from the garden, and fresh mint: For Nancy’s Merrill’s Photo a Week challenge: What’s for dinner?

Yellow!

August 20, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

For Nancy Merrill’s A Photo a Week Challenge: yellow

Still Life (Sort Of)

August 13, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

The stillness of a peachis ripe with juicy promise a whisper not heldwithin a child’s toy and yet a child findsa fragrance of her own and what among usis not still life, untilmind and emotionmeets us, compelsmovement? (For Nancy Merrill’s A Photo A Week Challenge: Still Life)

Timing Is Everything

August 6, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Thanks goodness for camera bursts that capture movement. Pretty sure neither girl can hold these poses. For Nancy Merrill’s A Photo A Week challenge: timing is everything.

Unexpected

July 28, 2019.Reading time 2 minutes.

A photo of my favourite flowers revealed that I wasn’t the only one enjoying these beauties. Can you spot the butterfly wings? Came upon this old car, complete with costumed actors, film crew, and security. Murdoch Mysteries playing out in our little town. A protective arm from a big sister, who only moments ago had […]

Twisted

July 24, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

A tree swallow twisting for a scratch – oh how I wish I could do that. Roadside, tree branches twist and bend to avoid traffic – that I feel like I do all the time, lol. (For Nancy Merrill’s A Photo a Week challenge: twisted)

Night Travels

Night lifts, morning slipping through blinds, soul returning from nightly foray, body awakening, a vague sense of disconnection – admit it, you know this.

Great Blue Heron

Blending in the gift of stealth only your voice – woodsy reed – alerts me to your presence. You are grey sky and rushing waters tall reeds and wind-swept banks And when my heart beats off tempo given to spells of malaise you are metronome reseting my rhythm. (Friday I join in with Granny Shot […]

Re-Purposing The Garage

It’s complicated, really, but so much is defined by the presence of a garage. Here is a stand-alone, connected by a breezeway, single-car with storage; could have been so much more – had planned for it, but life changes. Once had an oversized garage – direct access, housed two vehicles, custom built – but the […]

One Woman's Quest II

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