Hello & Goodbye.
Forever yours,
September
Hello & Goodbye.
Forever yours,
September
We’ve entered into the softest season of boldness.
A quiet yet colorful paradox.
Confident whispers.
Forever, with you.
In the blue.
How to show a place that has been photographed numerous times and showcased in various movies, with the constraint of a guided tour?
I’m not sure I solved that riddle, but my hope is these shots are at least mildly interesting, and keep people coming to admire the beauty of this castle on the campus of Royal Roads University.
Clover Point Park, Victoria BC
Just a few of the many beautiful specimens at Hatley Castle in BC.
Interrupting Canadian imagery from our trip to bring you a surprise I experienced at 11:07pm last night. It lasted about 15 minutes and was stronger in color visible to the naked eye than what we saw months ago.
I can’t believe I’ve now seen the aurora twice this year.. life is full of the unexpected.
Solidity in downtown Vancouver, BC.
the narrowest commercial street in Canada
“to our glorious dead”
Outside BC’s Parliament Building, in Victoria
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Fisgard Lighthouse
…let's give it up for sisters
And all the things they do
Not always so wonderful, but
We'd be lost without you
So keep doing what you do.
-Saint Motel
Maple turning in the gardens at Hatley Castle, British Columbia
Windows and doors
and false starts
and hopes for nothing
and hopes for everything
and some longing for a view,
and others longing for a new path.
Ogden Point, Victoria BC
I can’t help but be drawn to these elements, even in new places.
in British Columbia waters, 2024
on the streets of Victoria, BC
The Passage from Tsawwassen to Swartz Bay, 2024
The Parliament building in Victoria, via a slow shutter, 2024
What it feels like to be a wave
Influenced by a small thing you can never touch,
Pushed and pulled always in motion.
To hold such force..
But only within the confines of
That small thing that binds you.
That thing that is smaller than you.
That thing you can never touch.
A wish of noticing,
perspective, prayed for, yielded these thoughts:
Those small things that continue, unassuming and quiet, have their own say.
The beauty of man’s time spent on a monument to concepts cannot overtake that natural diligence of a maple seed growing slowly but surely against a backdrop of “progress”.