#Fisher Peak at an elevation of 9200 feet in the #Rocky #Mountains is a dominant feature near #Cranbrook #Evening #BC. The late evening sun created this warm yellow glow.
Tag Archives: Evergreens
Tamarack
The fall colors of the maple and oak are almost gone now. Standing out in contrast with the green of the pines and spruce, the tamarack displays its beauty. The tamarack is also known as larch.
The Algonquian people named this tree tamarack. The meaning, wood used for snowshoes. Its habitat is low lying areas such as swamps,and bogs. The larch is deciduous and the needles turn yellow in autumn.
I photographed this scene in the late afternoon. Sunlight was filtering through the clouds. The side lighting intensified the yellow color of the tamarack. The backdrop of the green spruce helped to allow the tamarack to stand out in the photo.
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Brown Eyes Crying
Brown Eyes Crying
Brown eyes crying
In the dark
Drifting forever
On a sea of tears
A long times gone
Just drifting forever
Through endless nights
On a sea of tears
Brown eyes crying
On a sea of tears
Drifting forever
As is the past
Like the mist
Has crept over her
Forlorn and blue
Our love never
Had a chance
It was like a sad song
With never any wrong
A love in a mist
In a sea of tears
We could never exist
In hearts gone cold
Brown eyes crying
In the dark
Drifting forever
On a sea of tears
A long times gone
Just drifting forever
Through endless nights
On a sea of tears
Brown eyes crying
On a sea of tears
Drifting forever
Brown eyes crying
On a sea of tears
Drifting forever
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Hotel Room Blues
An interesting morning shot taken on the Montreal River just off Hwy 17. A combination of mist, color and the darker evergreens makes for interesting contrast.
Hotel Room Blues
I opened the door
To my hotel room
Beer in hand
Feeling the blues
I am all alone
No one to love
I don’t know when
The last time I was kissed
Even hugged, for that matter
I am stuck here
In this hotel room
Lonely and blue
Sipping on my beer
Feeling the blues
For love just lost
I hang my head
The tears falling
In that hotel room
I have asked myself
I don’t know how many times
As to what went wrong
I am now all alone
Without you at my side
It hurts to say
That you are gone
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While exploring the shores of Lake Superior, I came across this location that was all rock. I had dark skies to eliminate the blown highlights. There for I was able to shoot straight through the crevice without concurring light problems. The stunted growth at the top of the photo broke up the predominately brownish color of the rocks. Lichen is always a nice addition to the scene being orange. Another magical location found on the shores of Lake Superior.
Well that is it for now. Happy Trails.
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Hello Wind
You are blowing softly today
I feel you on my face
Like the caress of a loved one
You have come from far away
A breath of freshness
Hello trees
I hear you murmuring
Sounds like the one I love
Whispering in my ear
You are still standing
Though many have gone
Hello flowers
You brighten the forest
With your vibrant colors
Like a lady I once cherished
Hello stream
The sounds you make
As you journey through the forest
Gurgling and burbling carefree
To an unknown lake
Reminds me of my love
In happy moments
Hello sun ray
Filtering through the trees
You bring a ray of hope
For those who can’t cope
Of a long lost love
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Mist On The Montreal River
The following morning after my evening photographing, I returned to the Montreal River. This time it was at dawn. The river was thick with mist. The morning temperature at my campsite in Sawpit Bay, Lake Superior was 12 Celsius. On my arrival at the Montreal River the temperature was 5 Celsius. The distance between the two locations was only 40 Kilometers. I set up at the same location from the previous evening. It was a matter of waiting for the right lighting. Waiting for the fog to lift was a factor. The fog helped eliminate all that blue sky with no clouds. It was a nice setup watching the morning evolve. The crispness of the morning air felt good. It was a fall feeling.
The temperatures are beginning to drop here. Maybe the colors of fall will come on. Fall is the time of year when the air is cool and crisp. The beauty of the land is before you in a spectrum of color.
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Along The Montreal River
The fall colors up here in northern Ontario are late this year. I arrived at Sawpit Bay, Lake Superior, late afternoon on September 16. Sawpit Bay has a number of campsites on crown land that are free. It was not long before the campsite was set up, supper started to the sound of waves crashing upon the beach. One of my goals was to explore the Montreal River up the highway.
The Montreal River is a large river with a number of large dams at various locations going inland. Windmills have been going up at a steady pace, thus the need for more and more roads in the back country. This creates more opportunities for photographing.Therefore I was able to explore along the river where ever I could. The first two days were lost due to rain and one thunderstorm overnight Strong winds prevailed. It was not till the evening of the September 21 that I was able to capture any decent photographic work.
The above photo was at a location that I discovered on the Montreal River. I had previously found this location early in my trip by driving a short piece off the main gravel road down to the river’s edge. It turned out to be a nice campsite with a good place to put a boat in. The wind had finally gone quiet after six days. The river here was like a piece of grass. To finally get to capture a photo.
Well that is it for this week. Thank you everyone for stopping by. So until next time, happy trails.
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Interesting Rock Structures
My exploration of Lake Superior revealed many hidden little coves, unique rock structures that have personality. It is with wonder when one comes across a scene such as above. The growth of small evergreens and stunted cedar clinging for life on the protruding rocks. The smear of lichen covering the rock faces. The shape of the rocks that are volcanic in nature. The dark clouds overhead bringing out the detail of the rocks. Just to sit down and admire the scene before you is in itself a great experience. What you see is the work of nature over thousands of years creating a piece of artwork that is forever evolving.
Thank you for stopping by. Until next time happy trails
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Cool Morning
With a cool morning of 5 C we headed back onto the waters of Shakwa Lake to do some lake trout fishing. The wind was still blowing. The mist was dissipating. My partner and I decided that we had better drift fish the rest of the trip. It is no fun paddling a sixteen foot aluminum boat back to the landing.
Thus we aligned ourselves with the wind. Cast our lines out and commence to jig. A short period later a loon appeared. It was no more than ten feet from the boat. This is not uncommon, but when a loon hangs around there is something amiss. The loon proceeded to dive. I then notice it swimming below the boat. The water here is very clear. Now we were worried about the loon getting snagged in our lines. This display went on repeatedly. Then out of the corner of my eye I caught a flash of white just below the surface. Ah, now we knew what was happening. The flash of white turned out to be the mate of the above water loon. It was obviously dead. The live loon was attempting to protect its mate. Now how did that loon die. We had heard no commotion around us to indicate a fight. Our motor was not running so that eliminated that idea. It will be forever a mystery of the wilderness. Reeling in our lines we immediately left the area.
The next day we headed back to the landing with out any mishap. The boat and gear loaded up. We headed home.
That is it for this week. I will be along the shores of Lake Superior for the next three weeks. I will see what I can find.
Ken Bennison's Photography 