|Putting on the collar. (I'm in love with that little flick of his tongue.)|
When I signed up for the Providence Bay Writers' Camp, I learned that the gorgeous photos on Gail Anderson-Dargatz's website (go take a look; I'll still be here when you come back) were all taken by her husband Mitch Krupp, many of them taken on Manitoulin Island. So I knew I had to bring my camera with me.
The week became one of dual inspiration for me. In the mornings, I learned and talked about writing fiction; in the other hours, I captured the beauty of this wild land.
Our very first evening at the cottage, which was right on the rocky shore, we saw sand cranes -- so well camouflaged against the shore plants that I didn't see them at first.
|There are two -- can you see them?|
As always, I fell in love with the flowers.
|I do not know what this is.|
|Spider's web at dawn|
|Shake it off|
|He's already got the stick, but he needs to chase those waves.|
Many of my favourite pieces were abstracts -- impressions of light on water.
|Komorebi: Japanese for 'light shining through leaves'|
As often happens with art, one form inspires another. So here's a little 'found' poem inspired by today's photos.
Sunrise, sunset, afternoon
Rush of water prisms falling
Komorebi light through leaves, I glance