Archive For September 19, 2015
Moss alway make me think of strange places not of this world. It also appears so soft and delicate with its tiny little foliage grouped in tiny clumps.
I have a lot of trees in my backyard that give it a forest like atmosphere and with that I often have mushroom growing all around. I find them very interesting to photograph, they make me feel like I am entering a world hidden from the rest of us.
People are so negative when it comes to what we call weeds, but often they have the cutest flowers on them. These daisy looking flowers were found on a bunch of weeds growing at the side of my shed. Look how dainty and lovely they actually are.
I starting calling this girl Lilly because I kept catching her nibbling on the leaves of my Lilly of the Valley flowers. Not one of my favourite moment but what are you going to do? Well once I started leaving lettuce & carrots out she started leaving my Lilly alone. I thought that was a good compromise!
I never knew that Boa’s came in bright yellow, I was very surprised when I met this girl at a pavilion during our local fair. She was very calm and gentle for all the fussing that was going on around her. At one point the trainer brought her out of the cage and we got to…
This bizarre looking thing hanging of the side of a fallen tree in one of the local parks made me think of bats hanging from a roof top. Almost like thread weaved together it complemented the old tree trunk nicely.
These little flowers run along my front fence from my neighbours front lawn. They always make me think of flowers that a fairy would use to make her dress from. In the photo below you can see how small these flowers are when you compare them to the size of the ant crawling over the…
In this image I was focusing on capturing the morning rain drops left behind on the leaves of this plant. I like the glistening highlights the water creates.
When taking this photo I positioned myself just right to get the glare of the mid day sun to completely over expose the far end of the tunnel. This gave me this glowing exit to the stone bridge tunnel of a train overpass.
During a visit to Kingsville, Ontario I was able to go on the tall ships that came into harbour. I was so impressed with just how orderly and precise everything was. From the way the sails were folded down to the ropes wrapped neatly over their hooks. Every where I looked there was patterns and texture