Impressionism

T(w)o B(e)es II: Bumble and Honey, Together at Last

Maybe it will take winter and the vacating of the premises by the bees to stop this somewhat obsessive thing, but here we go again.

Street Scene I: I (Don't) Wanna Hold Your Hand

There has to be a story here.

Self Portrait V: Frames and References

Chelsea

Tuba, Niagara Wine Fest Parade

Riding in Cars with Fluff

Arranging the Fluff

"Just because swans mate for life, I don't think it's that big a deal. First of all, if you're a swan, you're probably not going to find a swan that looks much better than the one you've got, so why not mate for life?" (Jack Handy)

Shooting Past the Fluff

"Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness..."

Asters with Metallic Green Bee

This creature is, according to my quick Google search, a member of the genus Agapostemon (also known as a "sweat bee"). I caught it as it was moving between two asters. I don't know that I have ever seen a metallic green bee before; I do know for sure that I have never photographed one before.

Purple Haze

David Wainwright on Sunday night at the Niagara Wine Festival. I had a shot that I almost used of just the guitarist enveloped in the purple haze, but he turned out too blurry; the focus was on the fog rather than the musician....

"I am very near agreeing ... that Shakespeare is enough for us."

Went to the Stratford Shakespeare Festival for Dangerous Liaisons on Saturday evening. This is the statue of Shakespeare that stands outside of the main Festival Theatre. It was a very dark and rainy night. The bronze burnishing on the statue is actually from the theatre lights. The whole thing works better blown up a bit more, but this venue doesn't really encourage that.

Classicism

Catholicism at Night

I think I need to do a series of portals/ doorways/ entrances...

Self Portrait IV

Call it solipsism. With apologies to Walt Whitman, I photograph myself.

"Still will I harvest beauty where it grows..."

Vincent is a four-foot-long ball python who is named, literarily enough, after Edna St. Vincent Millay, the modernist poet who was "Vincent" to her friends. The poet was notoriously and very publicly bi-sexual, and the snake's sex is notoriously difficult to determine. Vincent is the remaining member of my household.

Granola-in-Waiting

I love everything about making my own granola except the heat in the kitchen. Today seems cool enough, and I've got a sick kid on my hands, so it's granola day. In the current spirit of "full" shots, I like the reflection in the toaster oven: the Hendrick's bottle, the top of the rad, the window that I need to lean out of to catch laundry on the line in back. But it's the colours and textures of the granola-in-waiting itself that I like best....


And a couple of hours later, ta-da! (Bonus second photo....)

Sleep of Angels

What afternoons and couches were made for.

It's Harvest Time

Close on the heels of 2007, which is widely considered the best vintage year Niagara has ever seen, is 2010, which may turn out to be even better. Picking started around the region this week. This Pinot Noir sure looks good to me.

This Little Light of Mine...

Montebello Park Gazebo at Night

I like the detail you get in the girders and rafters with backlighting, detail you just do not get in the daytime. Taken using a tripod and a remote.

Sunflower, Past Pretty

Cornered at Night

I've been experimenting a little with night photography. I like the tracks of the headlights here in particular; the cars almost appear to be going backwards.

Cornered Downtown

Golden Rod

I'm begining to think I should do an entire portfolio of weeds....

(Un)Cornered

Not a corner to be found. It's a soft-focus (actually, not soft focus so much as focused on that little pillowy thing that the seeds sit on) dandelion head, one of the last of the year, I suspect. I resisted doing anything to it except minor cropping....

Petunias (Sans Bee)

Pillow With Wally and Mae

Nearly forgot to do a fringe shot. Myra's favourite pillow, and one of her current favourite books....

Almost Ready Riesling