Like most of you I’m sure, I’m still living in denial with last Tuesday’s election results south of the border. While I hold very little hope that President-elect Trump (I can’t believe I actually typed that) will do the right thing—I’m a little more of a realist than an optimist—the one advantage from the electoral result is that the Democratic party now has an opportunity to rebuild itself closer to what its’ base would like. You might be interested in reading this opinion piece written by Bernie Sanders for the New York Times. In the interim, let’s hope the world makes it to the next round of elections.
On a positive note, I finally finished processing my photos from New York. I leave you with the image above which features a mix of people from that great city.
Yeah, it’s been awhile since I’ve been able to post. Just last week, I was at a work-related conference in Calgary. And this week it’s Jennifer’s turn. Lucky for us, the kids have been busy with school.
As it stands, I’ve had very little time to work on my photos. Weekends continue to serve as a whirlwind of activity—mostly shopping—to handle tasks that can’t be done during the week. I did manage to finish processing the photos from our trip to Muskoka but I still have a full day’s worth of shots from New York City. Honestly, that’s a good thing because it’s an experience I truly enjoy.
For now, I’ll leave you with this photo from Grand Central Station. I love these ornate chandeliers and the repeated texture of the stonework. The people walking and their shadows across the floor also add some nice dimension and welcomed motion to the scene.
We were lucky enough to spend some time with our friends Effi and Larry’s up at their cottage in Muskoka this weekend. It was a quick affair with us driving up after work on Friday, then returning home this morning. The real purpose of the trip was to take in the Fall colours and to check out the Bala Cranberry Festival.
On Saturday morning we drove up to Johnston’s Cranberry Marsh shortly after they’d opened. The day was gloriously sunny and warm, with a clear blue skies and the trees in full colour. We started with a wagon tour which drove around a few cranberry marshes. The tour was quite informative and the guide quick with the wit. For example, did you know that cranberries were originally called craneberries? But when the First Nations people texted the name to the early settlers, auto-correct changed it to cranberries. 😉
While we missed an opportunity to wade in a flooded bog, Matthew and I did go for a helicopter ride (Larry & Effi went for their own trip as well). It was my first time in a chopper and the trip, although short at only 10 minutes, was fantastic. I was surprised by a couple of things. For one, it doesn’t quite feel like flying in a fixed wing aircraft, even in a smaller Cessna. While you feel the wind buffeting the aircraft as you would in a smaller plane, there’s less of a sense of flying. Secondly, I fully expected the climb and descent to feel like riding in an elevator, but it didn’t.
As you can see by the main picture however, the view was spectacular.
Following our aerial trip, we hopped a shuttle (school) bus to the nearby town of Bala to check out other activities, the highlight of which was eating a cranberry-cream cheese spring roll. Words cannot do it justice. We milled about for a couple of hours before heading back. All in all, it was a wonderful outing.
This morning, before heading back home, I took the opportunity to shoot the trees and fog floating across Ada Lake. This is one of the many shots I came away. At some point I’ll get to looking through the others; trouble is, I still haven’t finished working on my photos from New York. I need to spend some time at home!
Stopped the Pathfinder on the way home today to capture this lovely photo along the Perth Road (Highway 10) across from Vanderbilts Island on Devil Lake. Love that Thomsonesque tree on the right.