Saturday, September 26, 2015
Monday, September 21, 2015
I love the lights in elevators, I keep telling myself that I don't need any more shots of elevator lights as I click away.
|Hotel elevator 4, 2015|
|Hotel elevator 1, 2015|
|Hotel elevator 2, 2015|
|Hotel elevator, 2015|
Friday, September 18, 2015
Monday, September 14, 2015
Most mornings we sit outside under a crab apple tree and eat breakfast. The dew is heavy at this time of year and slides off the leaves and drips on to us which brings my attention to looking up and seeing the pattern, shapes and lines of this old tree.
|the crab apple grid, 2015|
Monday, September 7, 2015
We walked into the bakery the other day and these striped shadows were waiting for us.. Thanks Therese for loaning me your phone to take the photos.
|looking up 1, at the bakery, 2015|
|looking up 2, at the bakery, 2015|
|looking up 3, at the bakery, 2015|
Friday, September 4, 2015
The dawn clouds of late August and early September have been spectacular. It's been so easy to while away time as I sip coffee with J. and watch the show.
|Dawn splendor, 2015|
|and more dawn splendor, 2015|
Saturday, August 29, 2015
Years ago when I started the garden a friend suggested crocomosia, so I did some research and was disappointed to learn the these beauties were zone 5 [I'm zone 4]. Then late last summer I found some in a local garden centre, on sale, so decided to give them a try placing them in parts of the garden that I hoped were more sheltered; and they made it through last years wicked winter. I love them; the leaves are like iris, and they bloom here in mid August on arching branches that the humming birds hover over to drink from the scarlet flowers.
|crocomosia with spiders web, 2015|
|crocomosia leaves and dew drops, 2015|
Monday, August 24, 2015
The days are shorter now, the night cool; mist seeps up from the path of the stream and fills parts of the valley. I put a bouquet of flowers outside and the next morning the vase was full of condensation, so beautiful.
|condensation 1, 2015|
|condensation 2, 2015|
|Condensation 3, 2015|
Saturday, August 15, 2015
Monday, August 10, 2015
When I met J he was wearing a blue striped shirt; that blue I call French blue or Matisse blue, now called J's blue. Love the color and the man.
|J's shirt 1, 2015|
|J's shirt 2, Pastel on paper, 2015|