Today’s Walking Photo: It’s funny to me that despite how rarely we actually see these nowadays, they live on figuratively in the universal gesture we still use when telling someone to open their car window.
Today’s Walking Photo: Met this guy going the opposite direction on the path today. He’s more distinctive-looking – and bigger – than the plain ol’ brown ones I see in our yard most of the time.
Today’s Walking Photo: It’s an Airstream Clipper! What a thing of beauty. I know basically zero about these things so I have no idea how old it is or if it’s particularly valuable, but man, I’ve always thought they were so cool.
Today’s Walking Photo: Detail from a neighbor’s fence. Love these smooth stones against the wood.
As I mentioned elsewhere, this reminds me of my mom, who loved the Jewish custom of leaving pebbles to remember someone. Not that I think that’s what’s going on here, but I do like being reminded of my mom.
Today’s Walking Photo: This is kind of silly, but I just really liked these leaf shadows and how sharply they were showing up on the pavement. When I first caught sight of this from a distance away, I thought I was seeing something that had been painted onto the road.
Today’s Walking Photo: Wow, this is crazy – the deathcore band I was in during college was called Kakor Choklad!
Today’s Walking Photo: While I applaud their participation in last weekend’s Hood-To-Coast Relay, they are of the Campbell Clan and therefore I must blow up their van.
Today’s Walking Photo: Yes, I’m checking out the ferry’s rescue boat, but that’s not what’s weird. What’s weird is that nobody else is checking out the ferry’s rescue boat.
Today’s Walking Photo: I think this must be the first Walking Photo to show a group of people walking. A contingent of McDougalls, plus other family and friends, converged on Lasqueti Island in British Columbia, Canada to remember my late brother Steve and return his remains to this island that he loved so much. He lived here for several years in the 1970s, built his own house and helped raise his son Shamus. Many years later he told Shamus that this was the place he wanted his ashes scattered when he died…so when we lost him suddenly in April, it was clear what we had to do. Many logistical and other challenges were overcome to get this group together on this day, ferrying across to this island and walking up this trail to the peak the locals call Magic Mountain. Once there, we talked, remembered, shared some music, reunited Steve with the place where he’d always felt closest to the divine, and then took our leave. What a beautiful place. It was quite a day.
Today’s Walking Photo: Today was more of a driving day than a walking day – we motored north from Victoria, B.C. to Parksville. After a long drive cooped up in the car, my sons were eager to let off some steam…and that led to this midair kick.
I’m amazed anew at the great shots you can get from the iPhone 5S.