My latest attempts at photographing the shapes, colours and little creatures of summer.
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What I’ve Learned From Having My Own Cat for One Year
Shadow was “cat -napped” from the backyard on June 20, 2011.
One year later I reflect on what I’ve learned from her.
- Cats are weird, true to their reputation.
- Black cats are extra weird.
- Fletch and Shadow love each other, showing that Fletch might have been lonely.
- Cats can stress out, like when Shadow got so nervous she jumped through the screen door at the cottage.
- My cat is not a dog, even though I might treat her that way.
- She will follow me around when she wants to. Mostly she runs away from me when I approach her. This I find confusing.
- She makes me laugh when she does her little somersaults chasing after her feather toy.
- Cats are an excellent form of stress relief. Purring has an especially healing effect on the human.
- She doesn’t get enough play time.
- Breakfast better be served on time every morning! Note: cheerios are not good for cats.
SC Carnival
Amazing carnival. I’ll remember it forever. Thanks!
Ms. G Goes To the Formal
Here’s all the glitz and glamour. Remember, I’m used to photographing flowers and plants the size of my fingernail!
March Break Photos I
Here are some photos from our first day at the cottage – spring-like weather.
March Break Photos 2
The next day of March Break we went to Presqu’ile Provincial Park where there is a beach strewn with bird bones; sounds morbid but it makes for an interesting subject.
March Break Photos 3
The third day, the lake ice returned having been blown in from the other side of the lake. It was quite bizarre but it didn’t last long. The weather continued in its spring-like direction.
March Break Photos 4
Last day – spring again. The buds are even pushing through the ground. I hope winter doesn’t return for their sake. A lot of these pictures are taken of leaves in puddles.
Ball’s Mill Conservation Area
Here are some photos from a little trip to Ball’s Mill Conservation Area near Cobourg. The mill itself, built in the 1840s, is in pretty bad shape just down the road.
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- At first it was the usual type of trip where I photographed small things.
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- More tiny flowers.
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- Then, upon descending down the path, we reached the mill pond where this perfectly placed, seemingly deserted canoe was waiting to be photographed.
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- My husband found this interesting tree. Unfortunately these pretty patterns are probably the tracks of the insects that killed it. It has been completely stripped of bark making visible the internal damage.
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- Starfish?
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- The holes are curious.
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- X marks the spot. Notice the tiny white sphere.
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- Back to regular small objects.
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- Crossing the path over the mill pond on the way out we stopped to capture this antique-looking set of gears which were probably used to control the water level.
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- At the golden hour the pond had a shimmering, peaceful quality.
