Photographic Scavenger Hunt

Our assignment, at Waterworks Park, this week, was to capture a set list of pictures - a Photographic Scavenger Hunt, if you will. The criteria was simple - find the following: An "S" shape; A reflection; An interesting piece of bark; A hole in something (can you guess what mine is? (And yes, I took it at the park last night!); Words; Something old-the car is kinda cliche, eh?; Something blue; Something sad; Something new - what better than a handsome couple who had just exchanged their wedding vows?; and Something alone - again, I took this one at the park, but in a most unusual place. As you can see, yes I did spend SOME of my time shooting, but also spent SOME of it chatting, gabbing, and talking, so didn't get enough time to shoot the last four scenes before it got too dark (and the lineup at Tim Horton's got tooooooo long - have to beat the crowd). Must FOCUS to task on hand (pun not intended). Maybe get out another night to shoot the other four.

Random Images of Summer

I probably should have called this one "Tears of Joy" (or something like that), but wasn't smart enough to think about it at the time. This is a close-up detail of one of the blooming water lily flowers, that I have in my pond.

So . . . Rob and I were out shooting my Heritage Trees at the St. Thomas Cemetary just this past Sunday. I spied this scene on our way out. I asked Rob to stop the truck so that I could take a picture of it. He thought that I was outta my mind, 'cause he didn't quite get my humour until I told him what the name on the tombstone was. Call me a sick pup, but I couldn't let this photo opp pass me by!
In the summer, I spend most of my time out in the garden - you know, weeding, watering, futzing, and generally getting dirty. I love the feel of soil beneath my fingertips, and derive much satisfaction from the beautiful bit of paradise I have created for me and my family to enjoy. While out one morning, I espied this scene. It is the quintessential amphibian on a lilypad (in this case, a toad). The femaile had just finished laying her strings and strings of black pearls, which she decorated the undersides of the Water Hyacinths. I quickly ran indoors, fired up the ol' camera, and snapped a few off. Luckily for me, Mr. Toad had decided that the top of the lilypad was a comfortable place to reat, and allowed me to take a few pics of him.
This is a detail of one of those "Pocket Rockets" that some people enjoy riding. The young fellow driving it was dressed in an outfit matching his bike. I thought that rather funny, but different strokes, eh?