My heart is a dragon afloat An open mouth of violet Tender lips on a pool of glass Heaven in an azure mirror A tongue of gold spins The love of my soul Silken threads protect Project long quills as teeth Submitted to life’s current Pressed against satin scales I am a wild snap dragon…
The Blur of Spring
Depending on where you live, you may well be suffering through the same seasonal blur as we are in Ottawa this year. Our winter this year has been unusually long and cold. Indeed there is still ice on our Rideau Canal (a UNESCO World Heritage Site — not because it has ice into the second…
Monarch’s Reward
Few if any other creatures have to work as hard as they do for their reward than the ephemeral monarch whose journey will take it from toe to tip of this continent in search of milkweed. While milkweed is the monarch’s reward for its thousands of kilometer long flights, milkweed is also disappearing as part…
Symmetry’s Scimitar
While I truly love the symmetry of this picture with the crescent moon hanging between the trees as if strung along an invisible clothesline, the image below is actually my favourite in this series because even though slightly off symmetrical, the addition of the path brings mystery to this otherwise pastoral composition. All text and…
Scale: The Theory of Everything
In perspective there is relativity — and in relativity, anything is possible. Time can stop and time can fly; space can explode into infinity and space can contract to nothingness. And in that perspective, there is scale, where giant canopies can grow from mushrooms and a forest can become a bed of ferns. All text…
A Silver Sky ~ a study in black and white
To see the world with different eyes is to live differently. There is an incredible beauty to the snow, trees, and ice again a perfect and rich blue sky … which was on display when I took these, the next to last in my Ice Storm series. Yet to take away the colour of the…
Tails of Ice
Entranced by the colours of these warm ‘cattails’ … or ‘bull-rushes’ as we called them when I grew up. I still remember vividly the effect my childish hoarding of the fall rushes in my father’s shed had one warm day in spring when they all burst back to life and filled the shed and all…
Frozen in Time
As you can tell by this, the fifth in my series (a series that has lots of legs), I’m totally enthralled by what the Ice Storm did to transform the landscape and all that is in it. From the branches with which I started, to a stem of milk weed, to the branch of a…
Arrested Fruit
The fourth in my series chronicling Ottawa’s 2015 Ice Storm. And, yes, more to come tomorrow….
Frozen Fir
The third in my series chronicling Ottawa’s 2015 Ice Storm. Check back tomorrow for the next installment.