Vancouver and Jericho Pier

Quite often there are no people in my photos. It's a welcome element when there are; an emotional layer added to the composition. Even when it's just two small figures on the pier.

Georgia Viaduct

Another photo rescued through the scanning process.

Roots and Rocks

Driving back from Nanaimo, where I spoke to an all girl, grade 12 English class about poetry (who let that happen?), traffic was bad so I stopped to clear my head with a walk in Stanley Park. The English class was a treat and fun for me. I want to thank them for their responses.

Pears

And the winner of the world's most beautiful fruit goes to ...

Aldergrove Stream

Many years ago I read two or three of the autobiographical books of Sean O'Casey. There were six altogether I think. He had vision difficulties all through his life, even in his early years. But he described a conversation he had with his mother in which they tried to decide which colour God loved best. "He must have loved blue best because he made the sky blue." "He must have loved yellow best because he made the sun yellow." etc. I think this spot in Aldergrove would have been a good argument for green. It's helped out by the blue in the bottom left though.

Driftwood

I've walked past this Spanish Banks landmark many times but something about the light on this particular morning suggested a probable future nostalgia.

Woodward's

This blog is dedicated to the anonymous photographer, a woman with a point and shoot, that I saw while I was walking downtown. She had her camera aimed at this same shot, more or less, and when I looked up I decided she was right. She may have been taking a picture of the plastic tarp which had come loose. Something had fallen and there was damage to some glass beneath it. It may have been for insurance purposes. Even if that was the initial purpose of the shot, I imagine her looking up and realizing how beautiful the scene was.