I‘ve noticed two huge differences between my first 365 project and this one.
The first is that I’m taking less pictures of places and things, and more pictures of people. I think this is partly situational; when I was working near the Market, a daily walk at lunchtime gave me endless photographic inspiration. But more than that, I think it’s a comfort thing. I like taking pictures of people more now because I’m better at it.
The second difference I’ve noticed in this iteration of my 365 project is that I’m a LOT less anxious about it. I was poking through my 365 archive and had to laugh at the sheer amount of angst I was feeling about the project at this point the first time around. The new camera certainly helps me feel inspired about picture-taking, as does the Mothership Photography thing, but mostly I’m just not finding it as difficult as I did the first time around.
And now, with a complete lack of segue or even the mildest hint of a transitional paragraph, here’s the how the world looked through the viewfinder this week.
We’ve been patiently waiting for the weather to turn mild so we can enjoy walking into the village more often. We finally made it out for a wander with Beloved’s visiting family last weekend. We wandered about Manotick, from the Mill to the Gingerbread Shop to the Toy Shop to GT Boutique and back. It’s going to be delightful in the summer, as it was still a little, um, brisk, to be out in the cold March wind.
See? Cold. And this was one of the warmer days of the week — at least it got above freezing when the sun came up this day.
Another frosty walk brought me to this carriage house on Long Island, not too far from our place. I’m curious about the history of this place. I think it belongs to one of the original houses on the island, which was scrubby farmland for the most part until development started in the 1950s and 1960s.
This one is from the other end of the Rideau River. I was at a course for a couple of days this week in the Old City Hall building on Sussex, and went out on my lunch break to snap a few pictures. I liked this lattice fence on the bridge to Maple Island — such a gorgeous area. It was already a monochromatic kind of picture because of the white fence and snow and dark branches, so I pushed it all the way into B&W to emphasize the shapes and tones and depth of the layers.
From monochromatic to technicolour — I can never resist pictures of little fingers at work. (I know, I know, I cut his nails about 10 minutes after I took this one!)
This is one of my favourites for the week. This is Beloved’s dad, drawing ducks at Lucas’s request. He’s just as kind and warm and sweet as he seems in this picture!
This post is getting rather rambly, and I’ve got one more picture that begs for a post and some excessive rambling of its own. Stand by for the pussywillow post-script!
I love your pictures, though the last two are my favorites. The paint and fingers because I love the little fingers, too. And your description of the last one makes it really sweet. A picture may be worth a thousand words, but context can make it worth a million.
The last photo Dani brings tears to my eyes. It is so beautiful. Lovely photos, as always. 🙂
All of these pictures are beautiful, but the one of the carriage house made me gasp – truly!
Great photos! I especially love any architectural ones, like the carriage house and old metal fence. Incidentally, my dad used to pay to store his MGs (yes, plural) in that exact carriage house. I think he knows some of the story of the old place, so I’ll ask him.
Oh that would be amazing, Jen! I’m so curious for information! And plural MGs? Love it!! Does he still have them?
Just saw this reply. He still has the two MGs, but now has to sell them (for reasons I won’t get into here). They’re parked end-to-end in their garage now. They’re that small. 🙂 I’ll see what I can find out about that carriage house/farm.