(D)Rift

March 31, 2016March 31, 2016 | drawandshoot

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Photographs of some of the last river ice, and remnants of this past winter. The river is wide open and the remaining ice is diminishing quickly in the rain, wind and warmer temperatures.

World Water Day 2016 (#Water is Art)

March 22, 2016March 22, 2016 | drawandshoot

Ice formations made by wind, water and cold on the shores of the Ottawa River (2012). Many of these images were posted previously (in colour) here.

To mark World Water Day, a few images showing how #WaterisArt.

(Click on an image to see the full photograph)

The Melt (ice abstracts)

March 19, 2016March 19, 2016 | drawandshoot

SpringMelt — Ice erosion, shoreline (a multiple exposure image).

SpringMelt5 — Ice erosion (immersed camera).

I love the fluidity of these liminal spaces between winter and spring. The ice folding back from the shoreline exposing inky cold water, translucence and grit. There is much beauty in the rituals of the seasons.

Sumac and Starlings

March 16, 2016 | drawandshoot

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Frayed Edges of Winter

March 8, 2016 | drawandshoot

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The lovely underbelly of ‘lace ice’ reflected in the creek. The seasonal shifts have begun.

(Click on small images for gallery view)

Things To Love About February (2)

February 14, 2016February 14, 2016 | drawandshoot

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Tiny intricate details on a frosted window – it’s very cold at the moment!

The Frequency of Wingbeats

January 31, 2016January 31, 2016 | drawandshoot

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Waxwings

January 19, 2016 | drawandshoot

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Waxwings3 I’ve been seeing glimpses of this flock for several days out my window. They rise and fall as swiftly and gracefully as snowflakes on the whim of the wind. Moving between evergreens heavy with pine cones, mountain ash trees laden with berries, and a huge silver birch with winter buds. It seems each time I decide to go outside and watch them they are gone by the time I bundle up and lace up my boots. I’ve been sneaking shots through the window, but really, they are too fast for me.

Winter Nights

January 2, 2016January 2, 2016 | drawandshoot

They have only just begun, really. It was a few days ago that the snow finally decided to swing by and tuck in the plants and trees with a thick white blanket. I confess that I love it. What is more peaceful than a shrouded winter night? The snowflakes, relinquished from clouds, slipping by in whispers. Fresh snow for a fresh year.