Late November in Saskatchewan.  Not many opportunities to take pictures but a few impressions on the run:

October in Cowboy town. Brisk fall days.

downtown

I’ve never taken a camera to the fair before. There is something otherworldly about the lighting which I suppose blends in with my childhood memories of the fair experience with screams and loud music and sweet/greasy smells.

warp drive (thumbnail):

I took this picture from a cafe patio and not from a car commercial. I will not claim responsibility if you have a sudden desire to buy this particular automobile, whatever it is.

I offer the next one as a meditative follow-up.

It’s been a while since I posted anything. But I have been taking pictures. Here’s one from an early morning walkabout in July.

after a winter of endless rain, my city is desparate for sun and all things summery. an evening stroll along english bay is very touristy but it was exactly here, on a visit nearly fifteen years ago, that first planted a seed in my head to move. i anticipate staying put this summer. rediscovery is the next best thing to the new experience. might as well start now.

actually an art installation, this:

realizing that the olympic committee may sic a copyright lawyer on me at any time, i will nevertheless bravely publish this photo.

moon over burrard bridge.

i bet the price of sod goes up if you put it in a gallery.

the herding instincts of trees.

in my city, dogs are practice children for young couples. but it’s nice to catch them in their own social contexts, as couples or as gangs.