Friday, May 21, 2010


I don't know what it is about them. Maybe it's because they grow in such density, or their straight, clean appearance. Anyway, kudos to the town of CSL for going crazy with them every year. It's like our own little tulip festival, but without all the tourists. The funny thing is that the biggest and bestest beds are on the slopes of the Cavendish/Fleet underpass, where cars go speeding by without even noticing. Whatevah! Gotta go back today and shoot the other side.

I couldn't decide which crop I liked better. is rough.

Available as a metallic print here, of course


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A blog mostly about my photography, my etsy shop, travel, and other assorted addictions and predilections. I've been passionate about photography for just about as long as I can remember, right from that very first 1960s Kodak Brownie around my wrist at Upper Canada Village... A great deal of my adult life has been spent travelling the world for extended periods, always with cameras in tow. My photographic interests run the gamut from intimate portraits to landscapes to ephemera to street life. Although firmly entrenched in the digital age, I have a weakness for film and for old cameras.