It’s the end of an era for the best social network that ever happened. For those who didn’t ‘get’ Google+, this post will be meaningless. Just enjoy the sunset photo.
For those of us who loved the interactions we had on there, who learned so much, who shared so much knowledge around the world, so freely and with such passion, I don’t need to say anything. You already know (and have probably read other eulogies) what we have lost. We lost it a while ago, to be honest, when they began what we didn’t know was the disintegration of what made the network so great. So today is finally when ‘the fat lady sings’.
The end of G+. #googleplussunsetting #gplussunsetting
Since this photo and post were made 7 years ago, so much has changed in this scene inside and outside Steven’s workshop. One major change is that I no longer go to the studio daily, having (mostly) retired. The trees in the field are much larger, the windows have been replaced and the windowsill no longer has this fascinating display. The antler, agate and violin mould are still in the workshop… somewhere. But searching for a post from the past to fit a theme, this came up so I thought it was a perfect one for Saturday nostalgia.
Original Post: February 28, 2012 – 59/366 – Workshop Window and Tools of A Trade – Antler, Agate and Violin Mould
Snow is falling again today and as I walked through Steven’s workshop on my way to the studio I thought this window looked interesting. The brave little tree in the snowy field, the deer antler at a rakish angle, those agate filled rocks and the violin former hanging in the corner seemed artistically arranged. Even the remnants of plastic sheet hanging on the window seemed to say so much about the struggle with the elements and the struggles of an artist to create and to survive.
Steven will use the antler in his turning work, in case you were wondering, and the stones with agate deposits were picked out of their nearby field and given to us by some children the year we moved to Canada. Agate is the stone of Nova Scotia.
With the coming demise of Google Plus, a platform where I cut my teeth as a photographer and met many wonderful creative people, many of us have moved to other platforms, including MeWe. This (mewe.com/i/elliekennard1) is where I can be found there, for any who want to join me there. I am no longer as active as I was on any social network as my life is much busier than in the days when I was so sick. But I will be sharing my posts there, as I find the platform to be not too bad a replacement for G+. Google invented the expression “Sunsetting” for what they will be doing to that platform on April 2. On that day I will share another sunset photo here and everywhere I am active, in recognition of the end of a great social network. Here is one I shared originally as part of my 366 Project back in 2012.
Original Post: July 26, 2012 – 207/366 – Driftwood, Huntington Point Beach, at Sunset
We were out at this beach at Huntington Point in Nova Scotia last night and there was another quite spectacular sunset. Although the scene might be a bit of a cliché, the driftwood, the stony Bay of Fundy beach and the low shore on the horizon is a very Canadian scene and I am glad to have a record of it for my project.
While searching my library for images for the theme “Round”, I rediscovered a favourite late summer image of mine from 2012. This was part of my Project 366 daily image series, and one I remember taking, though it was well over 6 years ago. The simplicity of the scene brings to mind the late summer heat under the deep blue sky, something we are all longing to feel again during these cold winter days.
Original Post: August 5, 2012 – 217/366 – Round Bales
By now you know that I love the lines I see in the fields around us. This is just another example, against a deep blue sky with the round bales neatly arranged.
“The Best Laid Plans” – Will Give You the Best Chance at Capturing That Special Moment
In 2013 I took part in a mentorship Entitled Storytelling Landscape Photography and this was one of the photographs that resulted from one of the final weeks of that experience. The full experience is below, as I really want to remember all of the wonderful things I learned, but feel free to just enjoy the image for its own sake!
Original Post: July 25, 2013
I am now deep into the Storytelling Landscape Photography mentorship.
One of the things that I have learned in week #8 of this wonderful program is how to give myself the best chance possible of getting exactly the scene I have in mind. For example, I started planning (believe it or not) a month ago, on June 22nd to get this. We had no super moon that night in June as it was raining with low cloud. So I used a special app I have (Sun Surveyor) to determine when the next one would be and found it was to be on July 23rd.
Before the day I gave careful thought as to the type of scene I wanted to record as a setting for this moon and to what would be the story of my image. I had to check the time of the moon rise, of course and I used the same app to tell me what time and direction the sun would be setting.I knew from what I learned that if conditions were right, there was a chance that the sky might be tinged with pink from the sun which was about to set behind me. I needed to know if the tide would be high, low or exactly at what point it would be at that time of that day (Tides and Currents app) to plan for the foreground elements. I also needed to know what exact spot the moon would be rising at. I used the app in conjunction with Google maps to plot the course of the sun and moon and I used the weather apps to determine, as the day got nearer, what kind of a night it was likely to be.
On the day before this, we did a ‘dummy run’ and I scratched my first choice of location off the list, as the foreground was likely to be filled with cars and the middle ground to look rather dull. We drove further up the coast using the apps and map and found what we knew would be the perfect location for what I had decided I wanted to feature – rock formations of the NS coast, sand and sea – and of course the super moon! I took a few hand held photos to get the feel of the place. We needed to ask the permission of the landowner of the cliffs we were to walk along, which we got.. and all was in place.
As we were eating supper, the sky clouded over. The weather app said ‘clear’. I trusted the app. We set off. Properly attired (covered head to toe against the mosquitoes) we parked the car and pointed the app (camera mode) at the horizon, plotting the exact point in the scene where the moon would rise. We walked along the cliffs on to the spot where it would all unfold in front of us, chose the position of the supporting elements and …. waited for that moment.
We watched the sun behind us go behind the hills (as predicted) the clouds before us become tinged with pink (check) and at the precise moment (8:34) when the moon was to rise….. It didn’t! Well, it did, of course, because such things are set in stone and can be utterly relied upon. But the mist above the water obscured it for several moments, which was a little frustrating. However before long it did appear in exactly the predicted spot and we started to photograph.
Does this all sound rather clinical? Well don’t let it spoil the feeling you get from the image, but use that litany of preparation above to help you appreciate all the more the wonderful successful images that you see on G+ and know that most of them were not captured by serendipity. They involve careful and painstaking preparation in order to avoid as much of the frustration as possible. Yes, things can always be different from what you had planned. If the night had been overcast we might have simply not got the photographs. And had to try again. But we had a plan and knew what we wanted. And that was the best place to start!
I loved the colours of this landscape on that overcast November day, I remember. The colours always seem so much richer, deeper, stronger and at the same time gentler when the sun is not brightly showcasing them. That November afternoon there was a storybook quality about the scene, which made me stop the car on a busy road and get out to capture the moment. At any given moment, no scene ever looks the same as at any other time. The elements change, the light changes and suddenly you are seeing a different view altogether to the one you passed only yesterday, or even 10 minutes ago. That was surely the case here as I have passed this scene hundreds of times since then and never seen that same special quality in it since.
Original Post:This would have been post #312/366 for my Photo a Day 366 project in 2012.
Unfortunately the original post is lost. But the photo is not and it is one of my favourites from that year. But… that’s not the first time you have read that here, I know! Okay, I admit that I have more than a few favourites from that time. I only hope you all enjoy seeing them through the eyes of my memories.
This photo is a favourite of mine as it was taken at the end of a long hike when I was still almost too sick to undertake such a walk. I was working on a project called “Thankful” with a small group of friends. This is why I really appreciated finding the image and post again as I have almost forgotten what it means to have balance issues and to be so unwell.
We rested when we arrived at these falls and as we were sitting on the rocks (and it wasn’t all that warm, I seem to remember) I saw this bundle of leaves hanging on for dear life. I am so glad to have recovered this post, rather like a mini diary entry as it (and the photo) reminds me of days that I am so glad to have left behind me. Thankful indeed!
Original Post: October 28, 2012 – 301/366 – Leaf Jam – or “The Intrepid Travellers Find the Falls
Today we decided to do a trek to a place that we have only just heard about, Crystal Falls. We only had very scanty directions (rather sweet ones, given by Google Maps that start off by saying: “Let’s start at Tim Hortons” – Tim Hortons is a chain of coffee shops, for those unfamiliar with this Canadian icon). Eventually, after asking directions twice, we found the rough track that we hoped led to this place, deep in the woods (we were told to be careful of coyotes, which lent an air of excitement to our trek). We trudged along a rocky dirt road that climbed up and up and up a hillside until we came to a rather ugly set of power lines. At the bottom of the hill just under these power lines, we could see the falls.
The descent was steep and tricky and for myself, with balance issues and carrying camera and lenses the trip down was fraught with danger. I made it to the bottom where we then made our way through swampy terrain until we reached the edge of the pool. The falls were there before us and were lovely even though not spectacular. Although I took many photographs of the falls and will no doubt go back and take more, today’s feature is of a leaf jam that took my fancy with the water spraying up from it.
We saw a couple approaching us from the opposite bank and when we could make our way within hearing distance they told us that the real way back to the road was on their side, much easier and a very pretty walk along the river. To get there we had to jump across slippery rocks, balance across logs wedged between heavy boulders in the rushing stream (remember the balance issues) and eventually be helped up the bank.
Another rescued image post from Google+ that had never made its way to my blog, so I was really glad to see it and restore it here. Winter is setting in well here, with temperatures into the well below freezing numbers. It’s so nice to see this sitting here in a comfortable house in front of a warm fire.
Original Post: February 13, 2012 – Park Bench, Canning Nova Scotia – February afternoon
The village of Canning was once a ship building town and ships used to dock here to load apples and potatoes to send around the world. Now the river is small, just about big enough for a canoe or a row boat. It’s hard to imagine that a ship could ever have made its way up here.
There is a park here and in the summer it is lovely to sit on this bench and see the birds on the water and in the fields edging the dykes beyond. Quite beautiful in the blowing snow too, although the bench is rather less inviting and I nearly froze as I was taking this image.
A walk in the bitter cold last night had to last only 30 minutes. We were invited out to supper and Joni needed a walk. I didn’t dare walk in the woods or fields as the snow had melted and then frozen into ice that was too risky to negotiate so I just walked from home down into our town. I set the timer for 15 minutes and turned to go back as it rang. This is what greeted me and I remembered how lovely this Nova Scotia landscape can be. Winter has some of the best light I think.
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