The other side of the fence

These sweethearts came right up for a photo.

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The younger, in purple, was carefully watching over the tartan.  She was older and it he seemed to be her son.

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Big brown eyes for both. Calm energy, listening as I told them how magnificent they were.

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And of course, as always, I got a cheeky tongue!

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I was honoured to have been a part of their day.  The younger was engaged in some games with his rival across the fence before we showed up.  There was a lot of stomping and racing going on but it ended in a gentle nose touch across the fence when dad came to settle them down.

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My gentle neighbors

This little family warmed my heart.

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Quiet and gentle above.  Words of wisdom below.

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Mom and dad, or best of friends.

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…this little guy was picking fights across the fence but the two above never left his side.

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Dad standing by, strong and proud; not knowing how beautiful he is as he watches me take his portrait with curiosity.

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Everything can be so simple when you stop to break it down. Protect the ones you love; do not let anyone convince you to be someone you’re not, and above all, love what you have and who you are in the moment. Every moment.

Freeze and flow

The winter season is when I tend to stay indoors more often so my camera doesn’t get to go on as many outings as it does in warmer weather.  This day, I was just going grocery shopping but decided to take my camera along.

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I’ll find myself thinking that winter is ‘bland’ through the lens, unless you’re shooting something specific, because it’s either dead, brown twigs that used to be lush green trees, mucky slop on the roads mixed with sand and salt from the plows or pure, blinding snow.

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Bland or otherwise, I went out with my camera and without even trying I pulled over at various spots along my drive and captured the things that caught my eye.

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There is something complex and lovely about the way that winter looks, even though the colours are not as vibrant and everything is half hidden by snow.

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It was then I realized that winter was just as lovely as summer.  I had been missing so many chances to capture beautiful scenes around me that would only ever exist once.

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So here’s to blindingly white snow, half-dead looking twigs and stems and the biting cold wind that ices and frosts everything in its path.

The view from here

One of the best things about photography is that there are no mistakes.  Of course, there are a lot of techniques and many ‘rules’ to follow if you want to take a photograph that meets professional standards or if it’s what you do for a living, but when it’s just for the love of the art itself; capturing a moment in time that becomes a visual memory that you can share with the world…..no rules apply.  Everything can be beautiful when you’re holding the camera.

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Snow to Rain

Visibility – not great.  Days like this make me thankful for daytime running lights.   This was a much better day compared to earlier in the week.  Then you couldn’t see anything past your windshield.

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Now, a week and a bit later, it’s raining.  Been pouring down all day.  My house is warm and dry; septic system is a bit bogged down but nothing to complain about; the melting snow and rain are draining effectively from the streets and I have music playing though my TV while I sit, in comfort, and wait for spring.  Thankful.  Ever thankful.

Never alone

Watching animal mates stick together always warms my heart.  These two were taking turns hunting and sharing whatever snacks they found.  One would take off and the other would sit, patiently waiting for the other to return.  Their body language looked like love to me.  Keeping each other warm and full; weathering the storm together as one.

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