Sunday, January 30, 2011
Friday, January 28, 2011
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
In other postings here you see various views of this same wetland pond, known locally as Tayor Lake, located north of Christopher Lake, Saskatchewan. It is home (in summer) to all kinds of ducks, geese, muskrats, and other creatures. In winter, it's an entirely different world.
There's such a profoundly moving stillness and silence in our wetlands that most Canadians I suspect never experience. There is such a "disconnect" when you compare and contrast this scene with, say, a photo of Yonge & Bloor at 8:30am on a weekday. How have we wandered so far from reality? How will the insanity end?
Monday, January 24, 2011
When those "lows" come galloping up the east coast in winter they sure suck up a lot of moisture to dump on us. The problem is that one week it falls as rain and the next as a blizzard that, with winds to 90kph, can pile up meter-deep drifts which make it difficult to just get out the front door. The snowblower is an essential piece of equipment around here.
Sunday, January 23, 2011
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
I'm sure the world already has millions of photos of sunrises and sunsets, and likely doesn't need any more, but I'll risk censure and post one of my favourites anyway. This lake is just a few minutes' drive from us in SW New Brunswick, Canada. Hope you enjoy the image.
Sunday, January 16, 2011
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
Monday, January 10, 2011
These are unique creatures. They weigh about as much as a quarter. They can fly at speeds of 100 km/h for brief periods and can beat their wings up to 1,200 times per minute. They can also fly vertically and in reverse. And all on a drop or two of nectar.
This shy creature usually skittered away to the opposite side of the tree whenever I approached but I guess it thought the leaves were hiding it from view. Wonderful to watch. The holes they made in the trees to get their sap were often visited by a whole variety of insects, pictures of which I'll post when I get a chance.
Sunday, January 9, 2011
Larger than a pond but not quite a lake this wetland is home to dozens of varieties of ducks, geese, herons, and other creatures both above and below the surface. When the water lilies bloom they decorate the surface magnificently in yellows and greens. Ducks swoop in at high speed for landings from a direction behind the camera. Often in pairs, they usually startle me with their sudden "whooshing" noise, flare out and settle with a sizzle on the surface with a precision that would make the Canadian Snowbirds or US Blue Angels envious. In winter the place goes into suspended animation - "not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse." I'll find an image and post it.
This wetland in northern Saskatchewan was a magical place. Just below the surface live colonies of muskrats which, if I was quiet enough, would swim silently past me leaving their trademark wake. The grasses and reeds here hide dozens of waterfowl and other bird's nests. One of my favourite spots on the planet.
Usually the surface was rippled, if not from wind then from the muskrats that inhabit these waters. The morning I captured this image there wasn't a breath of wind and, I guess, the muskrats were either sleeping in or sneaking along the bottom.
Friday, January 7, 2011
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
Here she's about 1 1/2 years old and really hasn't, to our knowledge, spent more than 5 minutes in a tree in her life. Yet there she stands... on guard... as if she was born there. Her coat is a little ruffled from the branches and wind but she sure knows how to "Strike the Pose."
The snows lie like blankets of melted marshmallows over the sleeping fields. All is quiet... almost. She hears them. The little critters that scurry about in warm and cozy but unseen tunnels. Here she sits... waiting... waiting... waiting... I know not for what. Godot perhaps?
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
This Woodland Lily couldn't attract more attention if it was fitted with neon lights. I had one printed 24 x 30 but the result was a little disappointing. The computer screen makes images dazzle. Prints have much greater resolution than screens but they don't have that punch I like so much.
Sunday, January 2, 2011
Her spirit is huntress through and through. She strikes all the right poses but I really don't think she knows what to do then. Reminds me of a dog barking at cars going down the street - wouldn't know what to do with one if he caught it!