Sunday, September 26, 2010

And another

I added a new link to my blog at the top left corner. It links to one of my other flickr accounts. I've just posted a few images but will add more in the coming days.

Saturday, September 25, 2010

New Flickr Accounts

Not that this is very interesting to you but I am going to start some new flickr accounts. I have decided to create separate accounts for different subject matter.  I haven't loaded many pics yet but I hope to load some old photos and new ones. I was surprised to see how many images I have on my hard drives and backed up or stored on CD's and DVD's. Here is one of the new flickr accounts.

swallows twitter in the skies

“Where are the songs of the spring? Ay, Where are they?”
The coffee mug project has been more work than I anticipated. It is a little to hot in my apartment right now. Thankfully I have a breeze coming in right now. Scarf season is approaching and I would like to post some pics for you. I have been looking at this scarf and other products by this company for my coffee mug.

now for some pics I took this evening.

I keep on running in to deer when I don't have a camera or there is not enough light. I should post the pic of the deer eyeballs I shot this evening. There is a faint outline of the body with glowing eyeballs. Thursday I walked past a Doe leading three fawns across the river.

To Autumn by John Keats

Thursday, September 23, 2010

And learn, too late

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
– Dylan Thomas 1951

 I thought of this poem after hearing from my Aunt that my Nana has been diagnosed with cancer. It seems that there is little chance of survival and she has decided to not undergo treatment. It feels overwhelming right now and hard to believe it's happening. I decided to typeset and print the poem to hang on my wall.

Wednesday, September 15, 2010

I have a letter I can't send

I have been sick lately and have fallen behind on my blog. As I have mentioned earlier I have just moved. Unfortunately I still have many unpacked boxes crammed in my closet. Hidden in one of those boxes is the Linda Christensen mug. I purchased when she visited Sheridan to do a two day work

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

A welcome change

Here are some photos I would like to post for you. Some may find them offensive. I'm looking forward to the change of season and location. I finally moved out of Oakville and am starting to get settled into my new location. I will be posting more images in the coming weeks. I have a lot of organizing left and have not had time to sit down and write a thoughtful blog post so you will have to wait till I'm settled in a bit more.

Monday, September 6, 2010


Why not?
I'm not sure if I have permission to post this image. Does anyone know if it's possible to post PDF's?