This image suggested the fading of a dream ... a dream of a nation being sold to highest bidder ... a dream of inclusiveness subverted to every cause (...)

The last shot. The last of a dull day. Not your usual fare, I know. The point is photography. If you don't try you stagnate. It might not work all the (...)

Some of you may have seen this shot on Boxtalk. No matter, here it is again. It was taken in Hull.

Coming back from Hull, I took a wander around Lebreton Flats. This graffiti caught my eye with its heartfelt sentiment.

I was surprized to see so much graffiti along the walls around here. I was even more surprise at the the thriving rabbit colony living there as well, (...)

I was the only person to notice this view. Hundreds rushed by me trying to catch their bus home from work. A few looked at me strangely for standing t (...)

The day ended with this sunset and playful sunpuppy taken at my favorite lookout on the Ottawa river.

OK, this is the last shot of the day.

The sun finally came out and it was time to assess the impact of the 50 cm storm of March 2008. I went for a tour to see what I could see. I hadn't go (...)

A little further I found the main freight line shut down by the snow. Actually, they are working to shore up the overpass on the 417 and so freight tr (...)

Not far away the countryside was equally transformed by Winter's brush. We are still within spitting distance of Bells Corners.

As I was composing the last shot a deer suddenly burst out from under a fir tree and tried to bound away in the deep snow. It went about 6 yards and j (...)

The trees struggled under the massive weight of snow. You know its bad when even the trees look tired after a snowstorm.

This is Shirley's Bay on the Ottawa River. This is supposed to be the main access point for the ice fishing in the bay. By now the huts should have be (...)

Some lucky fisherman had the bright idea to get his ice shack off the river before the snowstorm. Here it is buried in the parking lot next to the boa (...)

The Bumblebee and I rambled along and soon we were in Britannia Village, on the way to Mud Lake. Well, the streets are normaly quite narrow in summer (...)

I felt sorry for the inhabitants of the vilalge for they had nowhere to put the snow from their driveways. Of course, this fellow found the perfect so (...)

The city crews were pretty good about clearing the main streets. Most sidewalks had to wait several days in order to get cleaned like this one was.

Snowbirds returning home early are going to be in for a shock. You know you should have stayed south when you have to shovel your way into the house.

While some might bemoan the heavy snowfall others don't seem to be bothered. I noticed these dainty tracks gracing to top of an immense snowbank.