Over and over, melt then freeze, warm then cold, water then ice…spring is here, leaving pretty patterns in it’s wake.
With a fresh snowfall and bright sun beckoning, and a ‘why the heck not’ kinda mood, I made my first ever attempt at photographing a snowflake. I used the snow berm across the road from the house, and my 100 mm macro lens.
Granted, the contrast isn’t there, the plane of the snowflake wasn’t matching the plane of the camera, and the sun had already started to alter the detail in the flake, but, BUT, I can see individual crystals!
I think it’s not too shabby for a first try, considering my (usual) inability to manually focus properly, and my (usual) ineptitude at keeping a steady hand. If the conditions are right to try again, I think I just might go for round 2. Cheers to not being afraid of new challenges, and learning in the process!
It’s been a busy weekend! I’ve been spending a lot of time outside, enjoying this insanely good weather and the beauty of fall. I headed out for a solo walk in the woods on Friday, which happens far too rarely. It’s an entirely different experience to be able to stop and bird watch, or take my time composing a shot, without the pressure of other people’s needs or expectations.
Here, the lovely milkweed pod, spreading her seeds to the wind. Considering the monarch butterfly’s numbers are down this fall, every time I see one of these it gives me hope.
Just a caveat: I would normally group a few images together in one post, but I find that few people click through to my site, so they usually only catch the first image in a gallery on the Reader. This is why I often post an image a day from a particular outing. I hope that’s not too annoying!
We went for a wander on the trails along Moodie Drive on a blustery Sunday in September.
Jack Pine trail is one of our favourites, encompassing marshes, deciduous and coniferous forests, birds that will eat out of your hand, and mammals that are on the tamer side of wild. There were showers on and off, and a bit of a cool wind, but always, always, there is some magic to behold in the woods.
At first encounter, we thought this was a damselfly; after a closer look, it was obviously a crazy-looking wasp with a super-long abdomen (a pelecinid – what would we do without google?).
We discovered this guy at Lytle Park in Ottawa – a lovely spot with some nice trails, lots of grass to run around in, rocks by a pond for a rest and some quiet thoughts, bobolinks singing in the field across the road, and a favourite playground of our kids. There was a fallout before the storm, and we caught glimpses of some migrating warblers. A couple geocache finds, and we called it a (good) day, with the promise of coming back soon.
I decided to leave behind my favourite lens on a hike in the Adirondacks, and only packed my 20-35 mm. While it took me a while to warm up to the new perspective, it was a bit of an empowering experience, to let the lens dictate the subject and composition. This meant that I was on my belly a lot, photographing the multitude of mushrooms that were gracing the forest floor after the rains the area had experienced. I can’t identify them – I’m an ornithologist, not a mycologist – but I can definitely admire them! (Make sure to click through to see the full set.)
The hike began at the High Peaks Information Center, and was up to Marcy Dam, a total distance of 7.5 km return. I was super proud of our kids for accomplishing almost the whole hike on their own two feet – not too shabby for 4 and 6 year olds! We are slowly but surely upping their endurance, one hike at a time. One day they will be waiting for their parents to keep up with them…!