It may be cold but there is a certain dealy beauty to all of this.

I've always wondered why they don't hold a polar bear swim here. A simple net across the bottom of the channel would catch the survivors.

I tried to catch the snow sparkling in the slanting sunlight. This is for you, Richard.

I tried to re-create a shot taken with my previous camera. No deal. The chickadees were onto to me and refused to pose on this singular perch.

I don't know why. I just liked this scene.

Last Saturday I had nothing better to do than drive along the Parkway with no particular destination in mind. The Gatineau Hills remain an enigmatic v (...)

Well ... Gidday! I recently went for a wee tour of Winterlude down by the canal. Here is the iconic Chateau Laurier basking in the morning sun. From h (...)

My eye was caught by this unusual sculpture which sits all by itself in a forgotten terrace of the NAC.

The sun seemed to toy with the sculpture causing it to change appearance moment by moment. The sculpture fought back by bouncing this flare over the s (...)

A close-up shot of an ice sculpture that was lit from behind by a multi-colored lamp.

The mild weather had damaged most of the ice sculptures but some had survived relatively intact. This one commemorates the 60th anniversary of the fou (...)

This abstract was extracted after protracted composition from an interesting sculpture in increasing meltdown. It once had form but only the torso rem (...)

Another melted sculpture - an eagle whose head was gone but whose wing still beats against the odds.

From carved ice to Nature's ice. I went for a wander in the valley letting the Bumblebee choose the way. I wasn't looking for anything in particular, (...)

The Bumblebee was fascinated by a bunch of horses having breakfast so I took a few shots. This fellow, who I called Whiskers, was as curious towards m (...)

Imagine my surprise when this horse whinneyed and snorted, "Heather, we love you and we miss you!"

A proletarian post with intersting frost rings. Nothing fancy. Just a pee break opportunity.

Somehow, the Bumblebee and I got lost on the Quebec side way up the line. You know you're lost when CBC disappears from the airwaves and reappears onl (...)

Texas has nothing on this neck of the woods. I sure wouldn't want to be stuck here at night. Six-toed locals and circular family trees abound here. It (...)

Another look at this disreputable farmhouse. It was time to git to higher ground and to search for some signs of civilization.