Two For Tuesday - The Day Old, Half-Price Edition

The ebb and flow of creativity has struck. And the result being yesterday's total write off. Not from a lack of desire, somedays there's just nothing in the tank (sorry about the cliche, but sometimes the best words are those that have been used to describe like situations time and time again).

Fast forward one day and everything has changed. Our fool who awoke one day ago to spring is trapped in the midst of a snow storm.; the flooded back alley has become a quagmire of slop and slush. And his head is literally bursting with ideas (which if he had any sense he'd write down as he's sure to lose more than a few of them as the chaos surrounding twists and turns his attention to something new).

This morning as I returned from depositing the children at school, I heard the lonesome cry of the first gull of the year competing with the howl of the wind. I couldn't see it, but it's darn near a white-out out there this morning. I'm thinking the other gulls where having one over on him, an early April Fool's joke perhaps, telling him that March in Winnipeg is the place to be - the weather being fowl and all.

Being Wednesday, it's time for sepia. Today I've got two images (two for Tuesday and all that):

First I've got a red River cart wheel photographed at Lower Fort Garry.

And secondly, the grotto at the trappist Monestary Ruins in St. Norbert, Manitoba.

For more sepia: http://sepiascenes.blogspot.com/

My apologies for the disjointed rambling nature of today's post,

Craig

Of Shadows and Ruins

It's back to the Trappist Monastary Ruins in St. Norbet, Manitoba for this week-ends contribution to Shadow Shot Sunday.



Check it out: http://heyharriet.blogspot.com/

Later, and a have great day,
Craig

We Just Don't Talk Anymore

"We just don't talk anymore."

I'm sure we've all heard this at some point. And it's true.

We blog and comment. We text, message and chat. We update our status, and poke one another. We throw sheep, and send drinks. We twitter and tweet (and I'm pretty certain that there are those among us that chirp, squawk and cluck).

As we sit behind our monitors linked to the world wide web; or in our cars with a blackberry in one hand, and a frappamochachino in the other, and maybe a head set strapped on, we compensate for our lack of physical contact by broadcasting our every thought to the outside world to let someone, anyone and everyone, know that we're here - please don't forget me (just as I'm doing now).

We have become a society of virtual exhibitionists and voyeurs.

Now maybe I'm just a little old fashioned, but somehow, something's missing - a little human contact.

Don't get me wrong, I love how this technological virtual world we live in has allowed us to connect with others around the world, but I do think that perhaps there needs to be some balance.

And with this end my ramblings; it's time to move on to today's image.

Today's image dates back a couple of years. Pictured are the Trappist Monastery Ruins in St. Norbert, Manitoba, Canada. This is a film image, shot on Ilford hp400 film using my Minolta Maxxum 7.

Later,

Craig