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Still Waters

These are the still waters of Maligne Lake in Jasper National Park, Alberta. As far as lakes go, this is one of he most beautiful on Earth. Certainly there are a lot of places I've not been, but I digress. The lake itself is about 20 miles long and surrounded by awe inspiring peaks of the Canadian Rockies. Yes, Lake Louise and Moraine Lake are up there, but this lake is remote and for all intents and purposes, pristine like no other. No crowds, no helicopters, no room service, this is the real deal. In any case, if and when you get a chance, do check it out.

These are the still waters of Maligne Lake in Jasper National Park, Alberta. As far as lakes go, this is one of he most beautiful on Earth. Certainly there are a lot of places I’ve not been, but I digress. The lake itself is about 20 miles long and surrounded by awe inspiring peaks of the Canadian Rockies. Yes, Lake Louise and Moraine Lake are up there, but this lake is remote and for all intents and purposes, pristine like no other. No crowds, no helicopters, no room service, this is the real deal. In any case, if and when you get a chance, do check it out.

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Through the Bushes

I take most of my pictures around sunrise and sunset and so tend to be a little bit frantic during those fleeting moments. Thus was the case when I shot this, I was on a trail desperately looking for a view across a pond when I just had to stop and shoot lest I miss the sun altogether. Bad timing, not enough planning, guilty as charged. I was disappointed enough that I threw this into the reject pile. Now, six months later, I was scanning my old shots and thought it was worthy of a second chance. So here, straight from the recycle bin, is a sunset through the bushes at Emerson Point in Florida.

I take most of my pictures around sunrise and sunset and so tend to be a little bit frantic during those fleeting moments. Thus was the case when I shot this, I was on a trail desperately looking for a view across a pond when I just had to stop and shoot lest I miss the sun altogether. Bad timing, not enough planning, guilty as charged. I was disappointed enough that I threw this into the reject pile. Now, six months later, I was scanning my old shots and thought it was worthy of a second chance. So here, straight from the recycle bin, is a sunset through the bushes at Emerson Point in Florida.

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Shades of Blue

This is little pond at Emerson Point in Palmetto. Because it's close to home I come by here to walk along the trails. The problem is that I want to take a picture every time. A little alarm bell goes in my head off and warns me that I may be repeating myself. However, on second thought, no two pictures of this pond are the same. The light constantly changes and this time there was an abundance of blue. When I win the lottery I'll travel most of the year and take pictures of exotic places all over the world, but until then I'll be happy to just find different ways to take pictures of the beauty in my back yard.

This is little pond at Emerson Point in Palmetto. Because it’s close to home I come by here to walk along the trails. The problem is that I want to take a picture every time. A little alarm bell goes in my head off and warns me that I may be repeating myself. However, on second thought, no two pictures of this pond are the same. The light constantly changes and this time there was an abundance of blue. When I win the lottery I’ll travel most of the year and take pictures of exotic places all over the world, but until then I’ll be happy to just find different ways to take pictures of the beauty in my back yard.

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Fort De Soto Sand

This beach is at the end of Fort DeSoto State Park in St. Petersburg Florida. This area is a particular favorite as it seems remote, yet accessible with a short drive. With any luck I’m coming up here in a week or so to see what I can see. Seems every time I come up I discover something new, some forgotten beach, old pier or trail. And as you can see the sand here is indeed white. In fact the beaches in region of Florida have powdery white sand which is soft and inviting. However unless you brush it off it makes a mess of the car floor mats, a small price to pay. Floor mats aside, is it any wonder the population of Florida doubles this time of year?

This beach is at the end of Fort DeSoto State Park in St. Petersburg Florida. This area is a particular favorite as it seems remote, yet accessible with a short drive. With any luck I'm coming up here in a week or so to see what I can see. Seems every time I come up I discover something new, some forgotten beach, old pier or trail. And as you can see the sand here is indeed white. In fact the beaches in region of Florida have powdery white sand which is soft and inviting. However unless you brush it off it makes a mess of the car floor mats, a small price to pay. Floor mats aside, is it any wonder the population of Florida doubles this time of year?

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Shaded Path

This is a shaded path through Leffis Key on Anna Maria Island in Florida. For all intents and purposes its hidden as I’ve driven by it for years and never noticed. So it was a pleasant surprise when I happened upon it early one morning. The entrance is small and easy to miss and the first thing you do is walk through this shaded path. When you reach the other side you are in a quite world surrounded by the mangroves and wildlife. The bulk of it extends out away from the highway into the inter-coastal waterway. This pathway reminded me of a passage to a secret garden. In a way I suppose it is.

This is a shaded path through Leffis Key on Anna Maria Island in Florida. For all intents and purposes its hidden as I've driven by it for years and never noticed. So it was a pleasant surprise when I happened upon it early one morning. The entrance is small and easy to miss and the first thing you do is walk through this shaded path. When you reach the other side you are in a quite world surrounded by the mangroves and wildlife. The bulk of it extends out away from the highway into the inter-coastal waterway. This pathway reminded me of a passage to a secret garden. In a way I suppose it is.

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Friday Night

I took this picture one evening as I watched the Pelicans fly by Robinson Preserve in Bradenton Florida. What impressed me was that all the Pelicans seemed to be going in the same direction. As a rule, creatures in the wild are fairly smart, more so than I give them credit for. After quite few flew by my lens, I theorized they must be going somewhere specific. Maybe this is the appointed time that fishing boats come in, or maybe they just have a favorite place to sleep for the evening. Whatever the case they all seemed to have the same appointment in their calendars. After I took this picture I followed their lead and headed home for an appointment to eat supper and call it a day. Great minds think alike.

I took this picture one evening as I watched the Pelicans fly by Robinson Preserve in Bradenton Florida. What impressed me was that all the Pelicans seemed to be going in the same direction. As a rule, creatures in the wild are fairly smart, more so than I give them credit for. After quite few flew by my lens, I theorized they must be going somewhere specific. Maybe this is the appointed time that fishing boats come in, or maybe they just have a favorite place to sleep for the evening. Whatever the case they all seemed to have the same appointment in their calendars. After I took this picture I followed their lead and headed home for an appointment to eat supper and call it a day. Great minds think alike.

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Walk in the Forest

Last summer I took this picture early one morning on a trail in Jasper Alberta. It was on this same trail that I met a elk bull the night before. I had come out at night to capture an image of the moon reflecting on the lake. As I walked past this spot I saw what I thought was a tree, only it pivoted right in front of me. A small digression. When in the forest at night and something big moves in front of you, you discover your adrenal glands. Back to the story. I stopped dead in my tracks, every fibre in by body as still as stone while my eyes tried desperately to focus. After what seemed an eternity (likely only five seconds) I recognized papa elk sitting on the trail with his full rack extended up like a tree. Big papa. I slowly took a step back, then another, and then slowly turned around and walked away pretending to be calm. So the next morning I captured this photo of the trail to remind me of the encounter with papa elk. Like I need a reminder.

Last summer I took this picture early one morning on a trail in Jasper Alberta. It was on this same trail that I met a elk bull the night before. I had come out at night to capture an image of the moon reflecting on the lake. As I walked past this spot I saw what I thought was a tree, only it pivoted right in front of me. A small digression. When in the forest at night and something big moves in front of you, you discover your adrenal glands. Back to the story. I stopped dead in my tracks, every fibre in by body as still as stone while my eyes tried desperately to focus. After what seemed an eternity (likely only five seconds) I recognized papa elk sitting on the trail with his full rack extended up like a tree. Big papa. I slowly took a step back, then another, and then slowly turned around and walked away pretending to be calm. So the next morning I captured this photo of the trail to remind me of the encounter with papa elk. Like I need a reminder.

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The Trail Up Mt Edith Cavell

Okay, I’m about to get serious on you. A couple of weeks before I captured this one of those little chunks of ice known as the Ghost Glacier fell off and landed in a pool below creating a fifty foot wave which damaged the parking lot and road below this trail. I felt a little unsettled as our guide who walks these trails everyday was still shaken from the enormity of the event. It’s hard to grasp the scale of things from a picture, but you can try. Fortunately it happened around five in the morning before hundreds of people arrived for a hike and sightseeing. I was more than happy to hike from a vantage along the top of the moraine in case another chunk decided to come off. I’m a city slicker and I need to be reminded of mother nature’s power every now and then. This did it for me.

Okay, I'm about to get serious on you. A couple of weeks before I captured this one of those little chunks of ice known as the Ghost Glacier fell off and landed in a pool below creating a fifty foot wave which damaged the parking lot and road below this trail. I felt a little unsettled as our guide who walks these trails everyday was still shaken from the enormity of the event. It's hard to grasp the scale of things from a picture, but you can try. Fortunately it happened around five in the morning before hundreds of people arrived for a hike and sightseeing. I was more than happy to hike from a vantage along the top of the moraine in case another chunk decided to come off. I'm a city slicker and I need to be reminded of mother nature's power every now and then. This did it for me.

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Solitude

The morning I took this it was cold, but not as cold as the last four days. Regardless the season, Chicago’s Morton Arboretum is an oasis of nature in the heart of a major metropolis and on this morning I saw fresh deer tracks and a silver fox as I walked through the park with only the sound of joggers as they navigated the icy trails. Solitude in the heart of the city.

The morning I took this it was cold, but not as cold as the last four days. Regardless the season, Chicago's Morton Arboretum is an oasis of nature in the heart of a major metropolis and on this morning I saw fresh deer tracks and a silver fox as I walked through the park with only the sound of joggers as they navigated the icy trails. Solitude in the heart of the city.

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