There’s this pair of birch trees in the park near my house that fascinate me, and I always gravitate back to them and try to capture their essence with different lenses.
I love the combination of the white bark against a bright blue sky; there’s something reassuring about that.
Some days I relate to the one on the left that’s slowly unraveling; it serves as a reminder to me that no matter how I feel, there’s a LOT of unraveling that needs to happen before everything truly goes to pot.
Today was Victor’s first day back at (physical) school since before Christmas, and of course it had to coincide with a 20cm dump of snow overnight which turned a normally 20-minute drive into a 30-minute drive (excluding the 10 minutes it took to clear the snow off the car!). Fortunately, we’re used to this kind of weather around here, so the roads were generally pretty good and the trip was uneventful.
Taking some time out to go for a walk between back-to-back-to-back Teams meetings while working from home has become increasingly important to me as this pandemic wears on. Normally I try to get out for 45 minutes or an hour if I combine my walk with what passes for a lunch break. Today I could only muster about 30 minutes, but that’s okay because it was -15°C with a windchill of -23°C.
I always try to bring my camera with me, despite the relatively boring suburban surroundings. It’s not like I can shoot architecture or street photography or majestic landscapes from my doorstep – these are the suburbs and there’s really not much to see here.
Some days I venture into the woods near the esacarpment on the northern part of our subdivision—but that’s getting long in the tooth after a few weeks of daily walks—but today on my abridged journey I stuck to Fallingbrook park and paid close attention to a couple of gnarly birch trees that were looking great against the pale blue skies.
Only a 1.6km round trip, but I got some nice, rosy cheeks out of it. It was energizing and good for the soul.
All images SOOC JPG from my X-Pro3 with the XF27mmF2.8 and the “Nostalgic Negative” film sim.
Dreamed I was an Eskimo Frozen wind began to blow Under my boots and around my toes The frost that bit the ground below It was a hundred degrees below zero…
And my mama cried And my mama cried Nanook, a-no-no Nanook, a-no-no Don’t be a naughty Eskimo Save your money, don’t go to the show
Well I turned around and I said “Oh, oh” (Oh) Well I turned around and I said “Oh, oh” (Oh) Well I turned around and I said “Ho, Ho” And the northern lights commenced to glow And she said, with a tear in her eye “Watch out where the huskies go, and don’t you eat that yellow snow” “Watch out where the huskies go, and don’t you eat that yellow snow”
Well, that was fast. It’s hard to believe that we’re almost one-twelfth (8.2%!!) of the way through 2021. Here’s a somewhat random roundup of what I saw and captured this month… mostly around the house, of course.
After one of the least snowy starts to winter in recent memory, we finally got a decent dump of snow today in Ottawa. There’s nothing like a fresh covering of snow to brighten things up and get people out of the house, even if only to shovel (or to take pictures 😉).
For this potted plant (whatever it is… I don’t know, I don’t have a green thumb) getting out in the sun is probably a bad idea. Global warming notwithstanding, when it’s this sunny here in January, it’s cold. That’s a universal truth. Better to stay in and soak up the Vitamin D through double-paned glass.