A black and white of the cargo ship parked across from Tim's balcony.
I caught a fire truck crossing the bridge.
The bridge in all its light streak glory.
I got an early start on day 12, or perhaps a late end to day 11. Caffeine loaded and trapped in insomnia land, I decided to play with the shadows in Tim's living room. The light from a Tungsten bulb on a building across the way shone through the balcony railing and door to leave a 'cell wall' shadow. I set up my 35mm and posed for a few shots, standing between the balcony door and the wall, and holding very still for the six second exposure. The orange tint is from the Tungsten light.
It took three tug boats to turn this ship around at its moorings. I took this shot from Tim's balcony.
Later in the day I walked down to the harbour, across the Bedford highway, and the train tracks servicing the harbour.
The harbour bridge and coal power plant from the water line.
A helicopter was buzzing around all day, and started doing some exercises of some kind in the harbour.
The harbour isn't exactly prime beach. Many shale-like rocks, sharp, likely because of the relatively gentle water erosion.
I enjoyed seeing the harbour bridge from the water line. It was easier to get an idea of its size.
Near the end of my walk, the helicopter (or one just like it) did a fly by... of me.
A bad shot, because of the light and the reach, but I like it because it shows them watching me watching them watching me etc. etc. etc.
A bit of color amongst the rocks and shells and other harbour detritus.
A grab shot before I shot my first spider web.
Water droplets on a baby spruce needle.
Water Droplets on a spider web, with flash lighting to bring definition out in the reflected spruce needles.
A small red plant, standing by itself out in the open.
Some mushroom gills from a mushroom lying on its side.
My first Halifax harbour sunrise. I've been up for a couple but this was the first one where the weather co-operated.
Finally managed some depth in a stand of trees.
An isolated rotting stump. Fortunately, there are many stumps to shoot; finding a good one is a matter of looking around at the right time of day and finding one being appropriately lit. Or, as was the case here, cheat and hit it with fill flash.
Perfect natural spotlight on some leading lines.
Tattered stump and some engaging 35mm bokeh.
Another stand of trees with depth, this time relying on a natural spotlight and a strong diagonal line.
Depth via an isolated tree balanced with open space.
Leading lines slow the eye to a hard stop.
Leading grain on a tree stump. Should have taken this photo with the 105mm, but I was traveling light and didn't have it with me.
Two points of light draw the eye; probably should have isolated one and focused on it. As it stands, one detracts from the other. The strong leading lines salvage enough of it to make it seem better composed than it is.
A burnt tree stump creates a leading pattern.
A mountain range in miniature.
My two assistants located this fun looking Smurf house.
I love this color of orange. One day I will learn why things become the colors they do. While the two obvious reasons are to attract or repel insects and animals, neither seems to apply to this fungus.
A rotting tree stump with some incredibly delicate details.
Fungus separating a rotting tree stump from some lichen.
One of my favs; a narrow depth of field and isolated subjects makes this work.
A perfect brown dome growing on the side of a fallen tree.
Berries and a splash of color on green.
Senior citizen mushroom.
A mushroom scene reminiscent of coral.
A woodpecker spotting challenge for color blind predators.
Legendary toupee lichen.
Angel hair hanging moss. Lichen. Pasta. Whatever.
This giant spider was approximately two millimeters long.
More crazy isolated fungus growing on a living tree.
Lulu at rest.
Lulu at play.
Mook at rest.
Mook at play.
Beach freedom.
A picture taken of Evangeline beach, also known as the mud flats on the shores of the Bay of Fundy. Scary place because the difference in tide from when we walked out and walked in was about five feet. In about 10 minutes. We got off the beach pretty quickly.
The high water line was about half way up these rocks. Did I mention we got off the beach quickly?
Heavy erosion on the point from its daily tidal pummeling.
A red garden chair in the valley, the color cranked up a bit for fun and pop!
A fresh flower... obviously this plant didn't realize it's officially Autumn.
There's still some colorful life left in the garden, but not for much longer.
It was very wet out today, the water was palpable in the air.
More flower macro.
More late buds.
Alien eggs buried amongst the flower bits.
