The guide book says ‘Historic shopping and noshing’. Anyway, it’s a pretty place despite the many tourists, me included.
Another good place for biking
Nicely cobbled streets, and a steam clock
it toots on the quarter hour and attracts us tourists
John Fluevog invites you to come in and take pictures of his wares. More like an art exhibition than a shoe shop.
Pretty menacing I thought.
Probably my favourite find of the day. A little creperie all ready for lunch service.
Here’s ‘Gassy Jack’ Deighton, a bit of a boozer by all accounts.
Walking back to my hotel I note the Disney Wonder cruise liner is in
She leaves for Alaska shortly. I looked up some of the reviews. For $5k, count me out.
I’d rather potter round the harbour for 30 minutes in one of these for a few bucks.
I went to Mod Squad in April, and learned about lighting, amongst other things. I was lucky enough to be taught by Steve Richard who is one of may favourite photographers. Eric Boutiler-Brown also taught what he knows, which is just about everything anyone needs to take a decent picture. Then came the chance to take our own shots with lighting set up by Steve:
Two lovely models, and some red fabric
We all just snapped away
until our cameras started to get hot
What an opportunity
It was magical
Thank you Steve
Thank you Eric
I’ll be there for the next course.
I haven’t been attending to my blog, or myself. Here’s a re-start
This broken church has been left to collapse without interference. Although strange to see a building abandoned like this, it captures the imagination.
What circumstances could have led to this?
Sometimes, when my back is sore, it feels like what’s left of the roof of this church.
Or when my knees creak they feel like they will give way eventually.
But I have not been abandoned and left to rot. I have people who will look in to my rusty joints and give me medicine to keep them going.
And there it was; new growth emerging from the ruins
and sunlight coming through the window broken frames.
After all, every one has their day don’t they?
Lucky me. I have a friend you asked me to tag along to Costa Rica with her. Being polite, I agreed. I think I’m in paradise!
It was -21 when I left Halifax, and this is what I’ve come to: Paradise.
There are special birds here
Others seeming to live on waterlilies.
This little fellow lives on what he catches from the sea
and this handsome chap hangs out in our garden.
Trips on the river can be taken, either looking for fish or property for sale
Flora and …….
…fauna in abundance. Think I’ll stay a while.
It was one of those sparkling winter days that just has to be photographed. The location was Halifax, mainly on the waterfront.
The day started in the North End of the City where there is a lovely stretch of water near a boat club. I enjoyed its green railings.
Most of the water’s edge is frozen.
Once in the City, this caught my eye. Why not?
Empty mooring sites. In summer, fancy little yachts park up here.
The sea is still. Reflections are good.
These little lights are stung up like socks on a washing line.
There was an excellent band playing in Halifax Market. This fellow had just played his violin at 100 mph. He was out of breath when it was over.
Graffiti is always fun.
I like these shadows.
It was a day for looking at shapes and patterns
There were plenty to be seen.
The snow curved round the Lieutenant Governor’s driveway.
I love this City.
Not a bad end to the day aye?
Yesterday was the big blizzard of the season. It was spectacular to watch from within a warm house. Today was clear and sunny. There were some beautiful snow sculptures to be seen.
Although there was drifting, last years seed-heads still stand.
Our lawns have turned into snow deserts
The water on the shore is frozen
Melting slightly as it gets nearer to the ocean.
Fishing boats are staying put.
This little jetty is frozen solid.
No one is launching off there today.
A hammock reminds me of the summer that won’t be seen round here for many months.
Shapes of unknown objects settle down for another freezing night.
Has no real plans
For the rest of the winter.
The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2013 annual report for this blog.
Here’s an excerpt:
A New York City subway train holds 1,200 people. This blog was viewed about 7,200 times in 2013. If it were a NYC subway train, it would take about 6 trips to carry that many people.
At minus 12 you are going to find some good ice art along lakes and rivers in Nova Scotia. We chose Wooden’s River and weren’t disappointed.
If you can stand still long enough you will see layers of sculpted ice
Some form an attractive edging to granite boulders.
This one has been scalloped neatly all round.
This one reminds me of a crystal windmill.
Frozen floating grass.
More carefully lit edging. But now it’s snowing and my feet have gone numb
Happy New Year
So, I’ve been away from my blog because my camera has been otherwise engaged in learning how to use itself. Rather, I have been learning how to use It! A photography course has been a revelation for me on all the bells and whistles my camera actually has. My teacher is a lovely fellow called Steve Kaiser, who is an ace photographer.
We have been learning about lighting. Finding interesting materials to work with.
Getting as close as we can with what lenses we have.
Making a portrait without the person.
Or, in some cases with the face. Who’s face is this?
We are learning to look, and then look again.
To enjoy the colours of ordinary things.
To use soft light for soft creatures.
Try to get everything in focus
Keep looking for what interests us. We are now forgetting about that ‘automatic’ button, and learning what light can really do. We also have had to make a few purchases in newfound and wonderful camera shops. Oh how lucky we all are!!
Sometimes we walk to the river down an overgrown path beside the house.
Poppy likes to examine the flora and fauna in some detail, so it takes a little time to get to the river.
Meepster the cat joins us. She’s fond of walks with humans.
You can get across the river at various points. But today it’s high, so we go on.
Little legs need a ride when they get tired.
Not Meepster. She walks the whole way without help.
It’s peaceful down by the river. Time for a sit down and stick games.
Meepster waits patiently while we rest.
This is a good place for a two year old to explore.
Dragonflies rest on the hot granite boulders.
This is the special place we like to explore in detail.
You never know what you will find.
We have the whole place to ourselves.
Meepster is never far from us.
Still pinching ourselves every day at how lucky we are to have found this glorious place to live.
It’s a good place for Poppy to have stored in childhood memories.