My dad’s Mamiya. It was the start of many things.
It’s the Festival Thaw! Watch the beautiful ice sculptures met! But it feels good doesn’t it? Breathe in deeply – perhaps there is a wisp of spring in that air. Are you feeling it too?
And with this, many things follow – another year unfolds and I am making my “pilgimage” out to the Okanagan shortly, the annual PPOC Canada Convention and Image Salon is being held in Winnipeg this year, in April, in fact I have to get my images ready as the deadline is approaching!! And we should all be planning our photography goals for the year. Me included.
Well, I am back home for the moment. Despite the obvious emotional angst, it was a good visit in that bitter-sweet way, and while I know I will be out there again, it’s as if I am on pause, for the time being. A chance to re-charge and prepare for the next step in this journey, perhaps?Continue Reading
A February in the Okanagan: something I have never experienced.
The garden that she tended so meticulously is withered and dead.
In the canyon far above the town of Kelowna are some old tunnels. Continue Reading