Protecting Liberty, again

Ours is not the first generation to take up the cause of the protection of liberty. Whether Canadian or American, we are likely not the last. We typically associate such struggles with failed states often in the global south and elsewhere--Myanmar, South Sudan, Russia, El Salvador, China. We have memories of two world wars from... Continue Reading →

Kodak — Get the picture?

Dear reader, I am honestly trying to do something different here; I promise. I am struggling to put aside my obsession with US presidential race memes (go here if you have not seen my growing collection). While thinking to myself recently, lo and behold, almost immediately, the image above landed in my social media feed.... Continue Reading →

Come fly with me

When visiting Victoria recently I finally had the opportunity to watch and photograph parasailers. At other times, driving by Clover Point on Dallas Road, I would often glimpse brightly coloured sails that looked like miniature parachutes, a semi-circular chair cum hammock for an airborne sailor. As we were always going somewhere else and there was... Continue Reading →

66 — More than just a number

It’s just a number, couched between 65 and 67, not one of the “big ones” where birthdays are concerned, not yet 70, but certainly no longer 50. Today is little different from yesterday, but today I turn 66. No song today like When I’m 64, but the music—and my life— goes on. Thankfully. The number... Continue Reading →

Great work if you can get it – but do you want it?

Statue of a paparazzo by sculptor Radko Mačuha in Bratislava, Slovakia Vermin; the bottom-feeders of journalism; the worst version of photographic artists. My initial thoughts about paparazzi—those independent photographers who take pictures of high-profile people; such as actors, musicians, athletes, politicians, and other celebrities, including royals—was poor to say the least. I had just watched... Continue Reading →

The Belle of the Ball, by Juno

Another in our “The shorter the word, the bigger the meaning” series Now four years old, dog-blogger Juno is a Labradoodle living in Summerland in the interior of British Columbia. Real estate agents bring cards; musicians bring EPs; academics bring recently published books. We all need something, a token, a symbol, with which to introduce... Continue Reading →

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