reluctant spring

The weather so far this spring has been, shall we say, temperamental. I’m sure things will get warm and sunny very soon, but in the meantime here’s a shot from a very moody morning at the beach.

 

 

puzzle pieces

 

 

shoreline

A low-angle shot from a very windy, chilly morning at the beach. Gloves and down jacket notwithstanding, I was glad to get home and warm up with a cup of tea.

 

 

incoming

Getting up close and personal with a bit of incoming surf. Not exactly the most relaxing kind of photography, because I was constantly having to leap out of the way of the higher waves to prevent my camera from getting splashed.

water’s edge

A little seaside abstract taken shortly after sunrise a couple of days ago.

beach stones

As a kid, I was a rock hound. My eyes are still attracted to the colours and textures of stones, such as these beautiful ocean-tumbled specimens.

rockscape

A photo taken on a very grey day with low-hanging clouds mostly obscuring the island across the water.

Brooks Point, Pender Island

In the fading light of a summer evening, I am alone in a lonely place…yet I only ever feel at home.

stormy Saturday

This past weekend was a mixed bag weather-wise, especially Saturday which brought showers and a mini-windstorm. The wind kicked up a few waves along this rugged stretch of shoreline, and I had fun trying to capture the movement of the water, while waging a constant battle against the raindrops being blown onto my lens.

It was a challenge for me to find a pleasing composition in this location. The tide was low, exposing a messy jumble of rocks and boulders, so after a bit of a struggle I abandoned my preferred aesthetic of “clean and minimal” and embraced the chaos. Perhaps a little disorder better conveys the mood of a stormy west coast day, after all.

a soft spring evening

I wandered down to the beach last evening with my camera, enjoying the mild spring air and a pastel sunset. The only sounds were the crunch of my feet on the stones, the  hiss of the incoming tide, and the splash and huff of a lone seal surfacing as it swam along the shore. There were no other people — I was surprised I didn’t see anyone else out for a walk. They’ll never know what they missed.

Calm seas and serene hues on South Pender Island