Author: pamperrault21
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There’s a Kind of Hush*
According to the meteorological calendar, yesterday (1st December) was the first day of Winter and this morning, we awoke to this: The winter wood is like a strong old man,Grizzled, rugged, and gray1 Here in Essex County, our mornings are decidedly brisk. Mid-day, and ‘though much lower at this time of year, the the sun…
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Maidstone
When breezes are soft and skies are fair, I steal an hour from study and care, And hie me away to the woodland scene, Where wanders the stream with the waters of green.† Yesterday was just such a day, mild temperature, soft breeze, blue sky and sunshine. Perfect day for a woodland wander! Maidstone Woods, part of…
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Playing With Light
Every day you play with the light of the universe.† ‘Though Mr. Neruda wrote that line describing his devotion to his beloved Maryka, he might have been writing about photographers because that’s exactly what we do – play with the light of the universe. Widely believed to have been coined by British scientist Sir…
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What the world needs now…
Canada-US tensions are running about as high as they ever have, nowhere more-so than here in Essex County where two of the biggest employers are Ford and Chrysler. I admit to feeling very sad that this rift happened in the first place, and that there seems to be no way out. Not yet, anyway. …
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How beautiful…
we can rebuild her, we have the technology1 An intraocular lens (IOL) looks like a small, clear plastic disk with flexible, wire-like “haptics” (springs) that hold it in place inside the eye. A personal lens: glass bending rays.2 I am now the proud owner of what surely must be the two most valuable eyes in all…
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It all began with my camera…
Through my eyes, the world looks like an impressionist’s painting — a wee bit hazy, softly blurry, and with a distinctly dreamy aura. Now, I quite admire the art created by the impressionists, most especially Claude Monet’s “Woman with a Parasol”. It depicts the artist’s wife, Camille, holding a green parasol, standing atop a hill,…
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Essex Joyspotting #1
The scarlet of the maples can shake me like a cryOf bugles going by.* Autumn is, and has always been, my favourite time of year. ‘Though many people are saddened by summer’s end, for me, fall was a beginning — a new school year! I loved school. During the summer break, I missed my teacher(s)…
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Wildflower Whimsy: Goldenrod
Goldenrod is a native, hairy, herbaceous, perennial member of the Aster family. Hands up if you’ve always thought of Goldenrod as a pesky weed. I hope that, when you’ve read this post, you might reconsider and see them as very special wildflowers… Goldenrod is the predominant autumn show-stopper — adorning our roadsides and meadows with…
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I am home…
You know that feeling you get when you first walk through your front door after a long road trip or vacation? It’s a welcome that wraps its arms around you — everything looks and smells and feels familiar and cosy. That’s exactly how I felt when I walked into Kopegaron Woods for the first time…
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When Fate Sends You Lemons…
My lemons are syncopes. An overwhelming number of them, occurring nearly every day this year, numbering between fifteen and fifty each day. Every instance completely without warning. It is overwhelming and has clipped my wings. Rather than venturing out to the parks, conservation areas and marshes to observe and shoot wildlife, I’ve had to content…
Enchanting Essex 