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Bridges

Bridges is a trendy restaurant in Vancouver’s Granville Island. It’s a cool place because in summer you can sit outside and be surrounded by the lights of the harbor, the two main bridges in to the city and the lights of the city at night. For some reason I was intrigued by how many people arrived here this evening by bicycle. Somewhat reminiscent of a european city don’t you think? Anyway, I see this when crossing over the Granville or Burrard bridges in a cab back to the airport and finally managed to get close enough for a photo one evening while exploring. Silly me, I just realized why it’s called bridges.

Bridges is a trendy restaurant in Vancouver's Granville Island. It's a cool place because in summer you can sit outside and be surrounded by the lights of the harbor, the two main bridges in to the city and the lights of the city at night. For some reason I was intrigued by how many people arrived here this evening by bicycle. Somewhat reminiscent of a european city don't you think? Anyway, I see this when crossing over the Granville or Burrard bridges in a cab back to the airport and finally managed to get close enough for a photo one evening while exploring. Silly me, I just realized why it's called bridges.

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English Bay Dusk

Back, way back, way way way back in summer I captured this from Vanier Park in Vancouver one evening. I just love how long the days are in summer up north. Right now it’s the opposite. Basically you get about twenty six minutes of sunlight a day, and that’s only a slight exaggeration, if you live there you’re nodding your head now. But in summer the days are long and people are like bears out of hibernation, constantly outside on the hunt and soaking up every ray of light. If my memory serves me, I captured this around eight or nine at night. You would think being outside so much you’d get a little tired but it’s just the opposite, at least for me. But now, with so little sunlight it seems I get tired faster. Maybe I have some bear in my blood.

Back, way back, way way way back in summer I captured this from Vanier Park in Vancouver one evening. I just love how long the days are in summer up north. Right now it's the opposite. Basically you get about twenty six minutes of sunlight a day, and that's only a slight exaggeration, if you live there you're nodding your head now. But in summer the days are long and people are like bears out of hibernation, constantly outside on the hunt and soaking up every ray of light. If my memory serves me, I captured this around eight or nine at night. You would think being outside so much you'd get a little tired but it's just the opposite, at least for me. But now, with so little sunlight it seems I get tired faster. Maybe I have some bear in my blood.

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Pond in Autumn

Back when autumn was still autumn I took this shot of a pond at the entrance to Stanley Park in Vancouver. Everyone was out taking pictures and there was a general feeling of urgency as we all wanted to capture the fall colors before they disappeared. At home in Florida we don’t really get colors like this so I was doubly stoked and walked around snapping shots for hours until the last light of the day. I’ve still got a few left from that day so I’ll post them from time to time even though autumn is long gone. See, I’m still stoked.

Back when autumn was still autumn I took this shot of a pond at the entrance to Stanley Park in Vancouver. Everyone was out taking pictures and there was a general feeling of urgency as we all wanted to capture the fall colors before they disappeared. At home in Florida we don't really get colors like this so I was doubly stoked and walked around snapping shots for hours until the last light of the day. I've still got a few left from that day so I'll post them from time to time even though autumn is long gone. See, I'm still stoked.

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Winter Tree

I’ve had this picture for a while, it’s one of those that I never get around to posting but really like. I was surprised to find that some people think this is a scary picture. That thought never even occurred to me, but then I suppose that’s the whole point of art, it evokes emotions in the eyes of the beholder. In any case, this is my tribute to winter and even though it’s a few days before the official start, most people in the northern hemisphere have experienced winter for some time. And that just might be a scary thought indeed.

I've had this picture for a while, it's one of those that I never get around to posting but really like. I was surprised to find that some people think this is a scary picture. That thought never even occurred to me, but then I suppose that's the whole point of art, it evokes emotions in the eyes of the beholder. In any case, this is my tribute to winter and even though it's a few days before the official start, most people in the northern hemisphere have experienced winter for some time. And that might just be a scary thought indeed.

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Sinclair Centre

This is a shot of the iconic Sinclair Center in downtown Vancouver, British Columbia. Vancouver has such an abundance of modern skyscrapers but in an amongst them are gems like this, reminiscent of another time. Cities like this that have not lost touch with the past are probably better for it on a number of different levels. If buildings could hear, I’d like to tell the newer sleeker ones to respect their elders while pointing at this. There you have it, I have a sense of architectural heritage and at times I might just be stark raving bonkers. 😉

This is a shot of the iconic Sinclair Center in downtown Vancouver, British Columbia. Vancouver has such an abundance of modern skyscrapers but in an amongst them are gems like this, reminiscent of another time. Cities like Vancouver that have not lost touch with the past are probably better for it, on a number of different levels. If buildings could hear, I'd like to tell the newer sleeker ones to respect their elders while pointing at this. There you have it, I have a sense of architectural heritage and at times I might just be stark raving bonkers. ;-)

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Reflection

Early morning reflected in the widows of the Loft in Vancouver’s Coal Harbour. Refections sometimes produce an effect of separation that’s not really there, but allows our minds to believe it is, producing perspective, hopefully for the better. I wonder what the perspective of the early morning crew was as they saw me taking pictures of the reflections in their windows. Something I’ll never know.

Early morning reflected in the widows of the Loft in Vancouver's Coal Harbour. Refections sometimes produce an effect of separation that's not really there, but allows our minds to believe it is, producing perspective, hopefully for the better. I wonder what the perspective of the early morning crew was as they saw me taking pictures of the reflections in their windows. Something I'll never know.

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Garden Hideaway

It’s nice to have a little hideaway where you can go to get away from it all, if just for a bit. A break now and again to fill up on your own thoughts and musings and not those of everyone and everything around you. I get that when I ride my bike or walk the dogs. For some, this little garden under a bridge in the middle of a large bustling city. I happened upon this and almost walked by when I realized what it was, a little garden hideaway. And when I entered, even though I was only steps from the street it seemed somehow quiet, somehow peaceful and the feeling stayed with me for a while after I left. I don’t know how that’s possible, but it is, and it’s good enough for me.

It's nice to have a little hideaway where you can go to get away from it all, if just for a bit. A break now and again to fill up on our own thoughts and musings and not those of everyone and everything around us. I get that when I ride my bike or walk the dogs. For some, this little garden under a bridge in the middle of a large bustling city. I happened upon this and almost walked by when I realized what it was, a little garden hideaway. And when I entered, even though I was only steps from the street it seemed somehow quiet, somehow peaceful and the feeling stayed with me for a while after I left. I don't know how that's possible, but it is and it's good enough for me.

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Harvest Leaves

Today is Thanksgiving in the United States. When I was seven years old in grade school we would create autumn leaves from construction paper to commemorate Thanksgiving. Also I remember drawing a picture of a turkey that my grandmother kept at the cottage and which remained on the wall for years. These little things and many others have ingrained in my mind that the end of November is the harvest season, full of leaves and color. In actuality it seems that harvest season should be over by the end of November. For instance in Canada Thanksgiving is held at the beginning of October, to me that seems closer to harvest season than the end of November. I have no idea where I’m going with all this other than these autumn leaves reminded me of Thanksgiving and so I thought I’d post this picture today. For my friends in the U.S., Happy Thanksgiving. For the rest of you, get back to work, two more days until the weekend. 😉

Today is Thanksgiving in the United States. When I was seven years old in grade school we would create autumn leaves from construction paper to commemorate Thanksgiving. Also I remember drawing a picture of a turkey that my grandmother kept at the cottage and which remained on the wall for years. These little things and many others have ingrained in my mind that the end of November is the harvest season, full of leaves and color. In actuality it seems that harvest season should be over by the end of November. For instance in Canada Thanksgiving is held at the beginning of October, to me that seems closer to harvest season than the end of November. I have no idea where I'm going with all this other than these autumn leaves reminded me of Thanksgiving and so I thought I'd post this picture today. For my friends in the U.S., Happy Thanksgiving. For the rest of you, get back to work, two more days until the weekend. ;-)

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The Proposal

When in Vancouver I almost always walk through Stanley Park. I overheard someone say recently that it was voted the number one park in North America and I think I’d have to agree. Anyhow, you’ll notice I post a lot of pictures from Stanley Park including this which was taken around sunset at Hidden Lagoon near end of summer. Just before I took this I walked past a big willow tree along the lagoon which was decorated with photos of a young couple, candles, flowers and an intimate picnic with cheese and a bottle of wine. Someone was standing guard awaiting the arrival of the couple and it was my strong impression that a proposal was to be made this evening. I’ll never know for sure, but supposing that did happen, then it happened with this sunset, and so I would guess it was a very special evening indeed.

When in Vancouver I almost always walk through Stanley Park. I overheard someone say recently that it was voted the number one park in North America and I think I'd have to agree. Anyhow, you'll notice I post a lot of pictures from Stanley Park including this which was taken around sunset at Hidden Lagoon near end of summer. Just before I took this I walked past a big willow tree along the lagoon which was decorated with photos of a young couple, candles, flowers and an intimate picnic with cheese and a bottle of wine. Someone was standing guard awaiting the arrival of the couple and it was my strong impression that a proposal was to be made this evening. I'll never know for sure, but supposing that did happen, then it happened with this sunset, and so I would guess it was a very special evening indeed.

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West Coast Cities

This is the underside of the Burrard Street Bridge I noticed while walking around one of the neighborhoods of Vancouver. Some of these little streets can be tricky to navigate unless you are familiar with the area. I think these neighborhoods have something vaguely reminiscent of San Francisco. It’s a west coast feel, an attitude that puts a premium on the environment and living healthy. I think there are other cities in the same category, Seattle and Portland come to mind. Vancouver places emphasis on it’s bike lanes and even if you don’t live here you can rent a bike and join the thousands that use it as a primary mode of transportation. Now that I live in a different part of the continent, the west coast attitude is more apparent whenever I come back. Perhaps you know what I mean.

This is the underside of the Burrard Street Bridge I noticed while walking around one of the neighborhoods of Vancouver. Some of these little streets can be tricky to navigate unless you are familiar with the area. I think these neighborhoods have something vaguely reminiscent of San Francisco. It's a west coast feel, an attitude that puts a premium on the environment and living healthy. I think there are other cities in the same category, Seattle and Portland come to mind. Vancouver places emphasis on it's bike lanes and even if you don't live here you can rent a bike and join the thousands that use it as a primary mode of transportation. Now that I live in a different part of the continent, the west coast attitude is more apparent whenever I come back. Perhaps you know what I mean.

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