Friday, January 20, 2017

winter dusk

I've been very busy at my desk but still get out every day for a walk -- for the air, for the exercise, for what there is to see. Very lucky to live so close to the river.
Here: floes of ice, a strong current, the screen of willow branches. Dusk is my favourite time of day, if not the best time to take pics with an inexpensive phone. In French dusk has an apt, poetic appellation, "entre chien et loup". Between dog and wolf. In the failing light, you can't tell the difference.

Wednesday, January 4, 2017

out the window

Starlings have mobbed the mountain ash outside my study window, but they're too heavy to get at the clusters of berries at the tips of the branches. Some have started fluttering their wings and bouncing on the branches to try to knock the berries to the ground. So it seems.

I haven't zoomed with the camera. I'm standing about a metre away on my side of the window. Note the flat roof, blue painted cornice, red brick house front across the street. This is Pointe St. Charles. Montreal. Le Sud-Ouest. Row houses.

Tuesday, January 3, 2017

moustache dreams

One of my favourite memories from this past holiday season is an eight-year-old showing R why he's decided he will grow a moustache when he's old enough.