But, for some reason, I appear to not know what to say or post and now a process I once loved is becoming rather disappointing.
I do believe a lot of it has to do with the fact that my camera is still in the shop. I have recognized how much joy it gives me, especially now that I am with out it.
My camera makes me pay closer attention to life I think...seeing the imperfect perfection of simple moments, scenes, people and objects.
So...last night...
as the sun was becoming that warm, glowing orange, I was driving along the country roads that surround our new spot in Stouffville, ON and I thought I must come back here with my camera! I just envisioned what I would shoot if I had had it with me... A foggy morning, a sunrise, a sunset.... hundreds of round hay bales, a mama and baby horse in the field behind a wooden fence, green pine trees and big maples... Vinyl Tap on CBC was playing 'Into the Mystic' by Van Morrison and all felt right in the world for a few minutes... and as I was looking around, I was amazed at how many roads I haven't driven along despite their close proximity to where I had lived for so many years... how many roads still remain somewhat untouched by commercialism; representing homegrown Ontario... giving me hope and prospects for new places of discovery ... right here...











