late january

jackson creek bubbling around a little ice island . . .

under a brave sky

walking in under a brave blue sky (up above the world so high) . . .

the middle of the road

i don't spend a lot of time there but sometimes it's worth it . . .

i lost a bet

i lost a bet with one of my grade 6 students. because my beloved toronto maple leafs lost a game of ice hockey to the montreal canadians, i was forced to wear a habs jersey for the day at school. i must also post a picture of myself on facebook and on my blog. the same picture must be used at the end-of -year grade 6 grad slide show.

my humiliation is complete.
i have to learn to keep my big mouth shut!

river ice abstractions . . .

jackson creek just before it heads under the intersection of bethune and stewart . . .

a small flaring of green

look at Love . . .

i love the beautiful textures and unexpected shades of flowers 

as they return to a more elemental state.

"rub your eyes, and look again at Love , 

with LOVE."

rumi

seeds and grasses in the winter

i love the beautiful and simple starkness of seeds and grasses in the winter . . .

a small space with colour

in the winter, colour more-or-less disappears under the winter grey scale. that makes it all the more beautiful to find . . .

sky and river

a beautiful beginning to a day on my morning walk in to school . . . . 

late afternoon beside the river

sitting beside the river listening to its gurgling and rushing and then also, the rustling sound of a late afternoon breeze brushing against these dried milkweed pods . . . 

up above the world so high . . .

walking in

minus twenty two celsius and beautiful! oh so beautiful!

crossing jackson creek

slow decay . . .

painting

this is where i paint . . .

and this is a painting i am working on today . . .

why i ride a bike . . .

i love riding my bike. or walking in to school. i get to see beautiful moments like these that in a car would be little more than a blur. or not even noticed.

i love kaleidoscopes

it's a rare day when i don't spend a little time looking at this world through a kaleidoscope . . .

this is my living room lit up by candles . . . .

night time drifting

floating towards the sea . . .

ice forming in the river

yesterday morning . . . walking in through a snow squall . . . i watched as ice formed in threads and sheets that swirled and waved and wound reach each other in the current . . . it was mesmerizing . . .

manta leaf

swimming in a puddle on my driveway . . .

a little buddy

this little guy was eating breakfast on the other side of the window as i ate my own breakfast . . .

the river log

close to the ice

wintry moments by the river