under water

One of the benefits of all this rain is my ability to wander through some of my older images. These jelly fish at the Vancouver Aquarium were so beautiful.

They capture the under water feeling I'm having these rainy days.

enough

It's still raining?

Wake me when it stops.

feeling bold

I like the graphic, high key, modern feel to these tropical leaves

A peony

Do you think the scaring on the petals is from all the hard work of trying to open up?

eye to eye

Time for me to get down and dirty in the garden

Playtime

I just spent the weekend in NYC enjoying the Natural Eye Photography workshop with Eddie Soloway.  I've come home with a deeper understanding of my own work as well as a head filled with different ideas and directions. This image resulted from having a playdate with my camera while walking in Central Park.

everyone has to eat

This little chipmunk was playing on the lawn when he spots the Great Egret.

This is not going to turn out well so if you want to stop reading this will be a good place to do that.

 

It was quick , not as quick as I would have liked, but quick.

One life gone while another is sustained.

Nature is complicated and certainly not for the faint of heart.

 My heart remains fragile yet wiser...

Happy Mothers Day

A Great Egret loving her chicks.

Beach collection

Here is a grouping of Oyster Bay images that I have just had printed into 16"squares. It's really all about the light and reflections isn't it?  I've been busy creating collections within my work. It is not an easy task, because do I group for color, theme, lines? How do I choose from so many images that I love? It's been rainy and fairly miserable here so working on the computer instead of in the field has it's benefits. Stay tuned...

mothers

 I will be honest, I don't like Canadian Geese.  They poop on our lawn, there are way too many of them, and Tully freaks when she sees them. Putting all that aside I do like mothers and their chicks. I am in awe of how much work is required to bring them to maturity. Once they get to adulthood I am back to not really liking them again. Unless of course they are mothers and I go through the whole emotional feeling thing again. And so it goes with me....

Danger lurking!

Gather around me quickly.  

Hurry up!

We will hide in the sea grass until it's safe.

Beauty in the eye of the beholder

I was hoping for a a red bellied woodpecker or maybe a black capped chickadee.

But instead this guy ruled for the afternoon eating, preening, drinking, 

and taking a bath. 

transitions

Overlooking the Bay means overlooking the last few trees that survived Hurricane Sandy. We have hung on to the last of them, the damaged rotting old beautiful trees that hold dear our family of songbirds.The trees that have given home to the woodpeckers, and have provided branches for the songbirds to congregate. So here you see the springtime way of seeing, the hopeful newness of possibilities, the bright pinks and blues. But I'm gathering strength to deal with losing the old souls and welcoming the young. It will be a process.

Tully has a word

Mom hasn't let me blog in some time. But I just have to bark it out.

 This is a dangerous time of year. Most things are now taller than me. Now I can't see past these yellow things on my way to the beach where I like to roll in all the good thick slime that the tides have delivered. Just when I smell really good you know who gives me another bath. 

I spend a lot of time chasing down the flying birds, I haven't gotten them yet but I know I will, I may be small but I'm pretty quick.

I have to rest on the terrace before I start my next job.

Like helping out in the garden.

 I'm in charge of flattening out the flowers.

Wait! 

Hang on I may have to go, I think the birds are back!

between the lines

Springtime brings it's own color palette. 

all soft and limey green

with dark earthy browns to help us ground ourselves