Peyto Lake, Banff National Park

Peyto Lake

This was my second subject for the morning, and the sun had already climbed to a point where the warmth began to be noticed. I headed to Bow Summit, a popular tourist location because of the spectacular views of the turquoise waters of Peyto Lake. I was still early enough to beat the first bus load of visitors, but at the same time that meant that the lake would still be partly in shadow. I wanted to photograph something different from the typical post-card shot, but the odds were against me – clear blue sky, not a cloud to be seen and the lake partly shaded. I moved away from the viewpoint and headed up the trail in the direction of the Peyto Glacier. A brief walk through alpine forest brought me to a boulder covered slope that provided what I needed – foreground interest and a means to hide the shadowed shore of the lake.

(Nikon D80, Nikon 18 – 200mm VR  with graduated neutral density filter. Processed in Lightroom, resized in Picasa. ISO 200, f18, 1/60 sec.)

 

Re-visiting the Sandhills

Sand and Sky

A selection of photographs from the Great Sandhills area of Saskatchewan can be found at AlbedoSurge.

Other blog articles about this area can be found here.

 

A Taste of Blue

Blue Jay by Winter Light

A Blue Jay (Cyanocitta cristata) in high-key. Nikon D80 with 80-400mm VR. (ISO 250, f7.1, 1/200 sec.)

31 March, 2009. Elk Island National Park.

 

Heavenly Objects

Blue Sway Shoes

I noticed these dangling from a power wire above the street in the village of Alberta Beach. What is the story behind these dangling shoes? Was it an over exuberant last-day-of-school fling?  Did they fall from an airplane? Was it an attempt to ‘lose’ them as an excuse to obtain a new pair of Reebok’s? A misguided throw in anger? An attempt to knock down a scolding crow from it’s perch?

Or was it a bullies prank? Could there have been more antagonising to follow?

A simple picture can open a world of questions.

A photograph is a secret about a secret. The more it tells you the less you know.
Diane Arbus