I woke early this morning, rolled over and looked out the window. Mist, everywhere! In seconds I was out the door in boots and a fleece jacket, camera in hand. What a magical sight!
It’s probably too late for me to be a real farm girl, but I’m trying to absorb as much as I can by osmosis. So last weekend we checked out the Wolfe Island Plowmen’s Association’s annual plowing match.
Last month I once again went for a backcountry canoe camping trip with cameras: a moose safari in Algonquin Park. A wonderful way to immerse myself in nature for a few days, and to see those elusive, giant mammals of the north.
You know how sometimes you’ll be having dinner at a nice waterside restaurant patio, and there are swans on the water so you grab your camera and go lie down on your stomach on the restaurant’s dock so you can take pictures? No? Just me? Not sure what the other diners thought but there I was, lying flat on my belly on the dock. And then the drama happened!
Our plan was a drive around Nova Scotia, starting in the south and, time permitting, ending with a trip around Cape Breton. We were only a few days in when the hurricane warnings started, though, so we had to make some adjustments as we went along!
A coating of ice turns field and forest into frozen artwork and a beautiful photographic opportunity.
Getting up at 5am has its advantages. There’s a sense that you’re going to make the most of the day, not wasting a minute. And if you’re lucky, you’ll be rewarded with colourful skies or a rising sun breaking through the trees, illuminating the mist that’s still hanging over the lake.
Spring has sprung! The frogs are busy in the vernal ponds, the spring ephemerals are blooming in the woods, and everything is turning green.
Here’s a little recap of winter on our beautiful island.
It has been a long time since we’ve seen really glorious fall colour. California had enviable weather, but the changing of the seasons was very subtle. And there’s some colour here on the island,...