10-6-29

Home(s).

10-6-28

I touch on the idea of "home" a lot. It's because I struggle a lot with the idea of home. I feel homeless right now, a little RV like this one parked randomly makes me envious. The lantern is reminiscent of the lone light standards one would find casting a glow over a farm house in the middle of a field, a beacon of sorts, letting you know where home was.

10-6-27

Melanie.

10-6-26

The same picture, two days in a row.

10-6-25

I fly back to Vancouver tomorrow. I'm going to miss Ontario, Miss Ontario.

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We took Sadie swimming this morning.

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Any vacation where I get to use a chainsaw is a good vacation.

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Chantry Island has become a bona fide tourist attraction. They put a roof on the lighthouse keeper's house and there's a dock and everything for a tourist filled skiff to tie up to. I remember renting a tin boat and heading out there with a pack of matches for a camp fire, a bottle of Coke, and a bag of chips way back when I was 16 or so. We might have had life jackets but probably not. The bottle of Coke was glass and we screwed the top on tight and threw it in the fire and waited for it to explode. It did. And that was that.

10-6-13

It used to be called the "Pizza Factory" and that little white house next to it used to be called the "Ice Cream Factory." It's good to be home. I'll have to post a Port Elgin set when I get back to Vancouver.

Dad.

Mom.

10-6-11

Lake Huron.

10-6-10

I'm flying to Ontario for two weeks. I need to make an effort to get out the real camera over the next little while. The little one works pretty good but the blues struggle in pictures like this one. This isn't the worst I've seen, in fact it's pretty good compared to some but the deficiency is the same with most small digital cameras I've used. The camera manufacturers must curse the colour of the sky.

10-6-9

Wouldn't it be wonderful if all the ginseng in Canada came through this small unassuming storefront?

10-6-8

Out of town friends and Burnaby Mountain. Not a bad day at all.

10-6-7

When no one was looking the rain stopped and summer arrived. For a day or so anyway, rain is in the forecast.

10-6-6

I could hear the roar coming from behind. When I looked I could barely see it, a dot in the sky. I thought for sure I was looking at a bird and the roar was from a jet plane flying above the clouds but the sound was too loud and the bird growing larger too fast. I realized then that it was a rocket ship. An alien rocket ship. My heart raced. You see it in the tabloids, you hear about it on the internet, and you always think them absurd stories, but there it was, right in front of me and approaching rapidly. I knew I had a camera in my bag and I fumbled for it knowing this would be the picture that would change the way the world thought about UFOs. But it was coming quickly, and my camera seemed to find the deepest darkest corner of my bag, and when I got it out the power button failed to coax it to life the first time I tried it. When the camera finally turned on the rocket was very close but I managed to get a shot of it as it raced by. It's true.

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Hints. Beautiful hints.

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I love it, the sign I mean.

10-5-31

Two representations of the same idea. Inversions of light.

10-5-30

The Vibrators, aging punk rockers, played in Vancouver, kind of last night, but I took this photo after midnight.