Wednesday, March 6, 2013

a particular day

An early-morning walk is a blessing for the whole day.

~ Thoreau

"Writing a long novel is like survival training. Physical strength is as necessary as artistic sensitivity."

- Haruki Murakami

{read an article in the Atlantic titled "Get Fit With Haruki Murakami: Why Mohsin Hamid Exercises, Then Writes"}

And so, dear readers, I take you on a walk, on a particular snowy day in March. 

First - the path near the highway, beside the utility corridor with all the power lines above.

This is the stand of trees where the coyotes have a den. They're out in the field every day now when I walk, hunting, hungry.

Here we will stop to admire my walking companion, Ace:

An excursion into another stand of trees (no coyotes) along the way home:

The drab leaves somehow brought alive again by the clinging snow.

As I was shooting, the snow began to melt, fall out of the trees above me.

A calligraphy in the tiny branches I kept trying to decipher.

Emerging from the trees, looking back at the utility corridor:

And then, at last, out of the trees, and back on to the sidewalk:

Holding the camera over someone's fence, inside a backyard:

A backward glance. To the left is the stand of trees where many of these photos were taken.

And then back in my own neighbourhood, the bus stop.

And my own front yard. Hydrangea:

And the Tibetan bells near the front door. 

And one last one of the bells for good luck. 


  1. Coming here is like a mini-vacation. Love the photo of Ace.

  2. Lovely, the dog is so nice :) F.


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