Faye was quite busy with the camera during our visit to far southwest Ontario, she has quite a good eye. During the next few days I will share several of her compositions.
Looking into the late afternoon sun at Point Pelee, light and dark dominate. Beauty is stark, austere.
taken and posted with the PlayBook
Faye and I took a quick anniversary getaway to the sunny, warm south . . . all the way to Leamington, Ontario. *grin* We stayed in a very good B&B, stopped at a winery, treated ourselves to an excellent dinner out.
We also did a little walking at Point Pelee National Park, walking to the southernmost point of mainland Canada. The Point, where this photo was taken, was jacketed in ice and snow. We did not linger, given the ~50 kph wind and ~minus 25C wind chill. Yet there is a stark, austere beauty here. A soltary, lonely beauty. We were there at about 3pm and saw only two sets of tracks left by people similarly hardy and adventurous.
For our first anniversary Faye and I rented part of a house overlooking Lake Travis, outside Austin. Because it was an off time we wound up having the entire place to ourselves. It was a lovely place to share with a woman, friend, partner, companion, as lovely then as she is today.
Snow, collecting on the deck boards.
It’s bitterly cold. About minus 13 Celsius, wind chill minus 25. Winter brings different rhythms, different harmonies, different melodies to the ear and eye. Difficult though it may be, and is, to appreciate the music, it’s important to be open, to accept, the different tune.
Snow, collecting on the roof of our shed.
. . . no, not moonrise. Moonset, gauzed by nearly invisible fine, falling snow.
Ipperwash Beach, Lake Huron. No swimming on this day.
This sycamore limb at Rock Glen beckoned, asking to be photographed and shared.
On Friday Faye and I day tripped to Rock Glen Conservation Area. The waterfall was only partially frozen. That’s Faye on the far left, which gives a sense of scale to the waterfall. It was a real treat; we agreed that we need to return in the spring and summer.
Achilles, illuminated by the grow light, observes me from the other room.
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