The School of Everywhere

Thursday, October 28th, 2021

If we have to have a school and a school has to have a name, thus I have named it: The School of Everywhere.

Perhaps our mascot can be the wind.

 

 

The Rope at Val-Estrie

Thursday, October 21st, 2021

Here we are again!

 

 

 

 

 

I know I’ve taken many, many photos at this spot, but this is the only one I can find:

29 June, 2018

Unidentified Myco Objects (UMO), part III

Sunday, October 10th, 2021

Unidentified Myco Objects (UMO), part II

Thursday, September 30th, 2021

Unidentified Myco Objects (UMO), part I

Saturday, September 25th, 2021

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

At the North End of Raymond Road

Monday, August 2nd, 2021

Looking on the map, one might think that Raymond Road is a road one could drive

from one end to the other.

 

 

 

It isn’t.

 

 

 

Due to a gate at one end and a gate somewhere else in the middle,

the center of the road is able to accumulate a good amount of greenery.

 

 

 

It’s nice.

 

 

 

Looking to photograph a picturesque scene upon the road less traveled,

I ask my children to please run up and down the lane.

 

 

 

 

They do.

 

 

 

 

Newton’s Cradle

Monday, July 26th, 2021

 

 

 

 

 

For a good explanation of how Newton’s cradle really works, watch this video:

The Island in Winter

Friday, February 26th, 2021

 

We walk to the island. The children take turns pulling.

 

 

Akiva does not need to drink much water in winter: he eats the snowballs from his fleece mittens. When I notice his once-white chewing gum has become pink, I realize he has side-stepped the food-chain of microplastics consumption assumed in oceanic plastics pollution studies and gone directly to the source. I wonder how many thousands of plastic microfibers he has consumed on this walk. I feel helpless.

 

 

At the island, the tire swing, high above the river in summer, hangs low above the snow.

Iris steps onβ€”

 

 

β€”swing!

 

 

Akiva, shorter rounder and nearly as heavy, is more timid on the swing.

Iris pushes him gently.

 

 

He smiles bravely.

 

The Chained Tree

Tuesday, February 2nd, 2021

We went for a walk in the snowy woods.

 

 

 

 

We found a chained tree.

 

 

All Fall Down

Friday, September 11th, 2020

I took my old cameraβ€” of the sort that only takes old photosβ€” on a walk alone into the tall woods.

 

 

 

There I found a circle of children singing and old song and dancing in circles.

 

 

 

When I approached more closely, the children, the circle, and the old camera disappeared.

 

 

 

I found myself as an old woman, alone again, with a new camera and nothing more to photograph.